A 5'10 humanoid man walks in. He wears black cloak with an animal skull clasp, he wears a pair of brown trousers that are stained with what smells like blood, a pair of thick leather boots, and carries a longbow on his back, a quiver of silver arrow's on his hip, and a dagger that is sheathed and strapped to his leg. He wears a black cloth tied around his eyes. He has dark brown hair with a darker streak to the left side. A deep scar is over his nose and cheek.
He sits down at a table and opens his backpack, pulling out different pelts and sheds of different animal's, some dragon, some wolf, even some manticorn spines,
Tara looks over at him, "You might be able to sort easier without the blindfold,"
"I work better when I don't have my eyesight" he said
She raises her eyebrows, "That's ... unusual, but ok then." she then notices one of the manticore spines, and whistles in admiration, "That must have taken some doing"
He smiles a bit "I glad you like it, and yes, its the reason why my eyes don't work" he said, taking off the blindfold. One of his eyes had nasty gashes through it while the other appeared normal.
"I see, manticores can be quite ferocious, I'm just surprised you managed to kill so many with a bum eye."
"it wasn't just me..." He said, pulling out a small silver locket from his cloak pocket. "my Juliet fought with me... But she is no longer of this earth"
"...I see. My ... condolences."
"its alright, she is in a better place" he said, giving a small smile before retying his blindfold "where are my manners, Im Matthew, Matthew O'Carrell"
"Tara Flintkiller."
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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.
Allison notices its raining outside (due to rain in my part of the world) and walks outside. She chuckles as she begins to get drenched in the rains that signals spring has arrived.
Adder wakes up to the sound of the rain and walks over, instantly getting drenched. He smiles and stares at the sky.
Alynia is dancing in said rain
Allison walks over and chuckles, now completely drenched as she wipes the water out of her eyes "the rain is beautiful, no?"
"Hm? I suppose so, yes."
she nods
"Who are you?"
"I am Allison" she said with a smile
"Hello, Allison. My name is Alynia... Have you ever done the Dance of Hidden Stars?"
"I cannot say that I have" she said "Nor have I ever heard of such a dance"
A 5'10 humanoid man walks in. He wears black cloak with an animal skull clasp, he wears a pair of brown trousers that are stained with what smells like blood, a pair of thick leather boots, and carries a longbow on his back, a quiver of silver arrow's on his hip, and a dagger that is sheathed and strapped to his leg. He wears a black cloth tied around his eyes. He has dark brown hair with a darker streak to the left side. A deep scar is over his nose and cheek.
He sits down at a table and opens his backpack, pulling out different pelts and sheds of different animal's, some dragon, some wolf, even some manticorn spines,
Tara looks over at him, "You might be able to sort easier without the blindfold,"
"I work better when I don't have my eyesight" he said
She raises her eyebrows, "That's ... unusual, but ok then." she then notices one of the manticore spines, and whistles in admiration, "That must have taken some doing"
He smiles a bit "I glad you like it, and yes, its the reason why my eyes don't work" he said, taking off the blindfold. One of his eyes had nasty gashes through it while the other appeared normal.
"I see, manticores can be quite ferocious, I'm just surprised you managed to kill so many with a bum eye."
"it wasn't just me..." He said, pulling out a small silver locket from his cloak pocket. "my Juliet fought with me... But she is no longer of this earth"
"...I see. My ... condolences."
"its alright, she is in a better place" he said, giving a small smile before retying his blindfold "where are my manners, Im Matthew, Matthew O'Carrell"
"Tara Flintkiller."
"pleasure to meet you, I would shake your hand but my gloves currently are covered in bear blood and I must wash them off" he said, taking off the leather bide gloves and setting them aside
Allison notices its raining outside (due to rain in my part of the world) and walks outside. She chuckles as she begins to get drenched in the rains that signals spring has arrived.
Adder wakes up to the sound of the rain and walks over, instantly getting drenched. He smiles and stares at the sky.
Alynia is dancing in said rain
Allison walks over and chuckles, now completely drenched as she wipes the water out of her eyes "the rain is beautiful, no?"
"Hm? I suppose so, yes."
she nods
"Who are you?"
"I am Allison" she said with a smile
"Hello, Allison. My name is Alynia... Have you ever done the Dance of Hidden Stars?"
"I cannot say that I have" she said "Nor have I ever heard of such a dance"
"Ah. Its a dance to the goddess I worship, usually done certain days of the month"
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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)
A 5'10 humanoid man walks in. He wears black cloak with an animal skull clasp, he wears a pair of brown trousers that are stained with what smells like blood, a pair of thick leather boots, and carries a longbow on his back, a quiver of silver arrow's on his hip, and a dagger that is sheathed and strapped to his leg. He wears a black cloth tied around his eyes. He has dark brown hair with a darker streak to the left side. A deep scar is over his nose and cheek.
He sits down at a table and opens his backpack, pulling out different pelts and sheds of different animal's, some dragon, some wolf, even some manticorn spines,
Tara looks over at him, "You might be able to sort easier without the blindfold,"
"I work better when I don't have my eyesight" he said
She raises her eyebrows, "That's ... unusual, but ok then." she then notices one of the manticore spines, and whistles in admiration, "That must have taken some doing"
He smiles a bit "I glad you like it, and yes, its the reason why my eyes don't work" he said, taking off the blindfold. One of his eyes had nasty gashes through it while the other appeared normal.
"I see, manticores can be quite ferocious, I'm just surprised you managed to kill so many with a bum eye."
"it wasn't just me..." He said, pulling out a small silver locket from his cloak pocket. "my Juliet fought with me... But she is no longer of this earth"
"...I see. My ... condolences."
"its alright, she is in a better place" he said, giving a small smile before retying his blindfold "where are my manners, Im Matthew, Matthew O'Carrell"
"Tara Flintkiller."
"pleasure to meet you, I would shake your hand but my gloves currently are covered in bear blood and I must wash them off" he said, taking off the leather bide gloves and setting them aside
*HE GOT JEFF*
"Don't worry, I've touched some bear blood in my day."
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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.
Allison notices its raining outside (due to rain in my part of the world) and walks outside. She chuckles as she begins to get drenched in the rains that signals spring has arrived.
Adder wakes up to the sound of the rain and walks over, instantly getting drenched. He smiles and stares at the sky.
Alynia is dancing in said rain
Allison walks over and chuckles, now completely drenched as she wipes the water out of her eyes "the rain is beautiful, no?"
"Hm? I suppose so, yes."
she nods
"Who are you?"
"I am Allison" she said with a smile
"Hello, Allison. My name is Alynia... Have you ever done the Dance of Hidden Stars?"
"I cannot say that I have" she said "Nor have I ever heard of such a dance"
"Ah. Its a dance to the goddess I worship, usually done certain days of the month"
Krathian is dealing with depression and apathy *Or is that Steve?* while Q'ilbrith is flop/scooting around in the rain
Tara is talking with the new hunter dude
The band is playing "All My Favorite Songs," Beren is singing
*Been sometimes since Allison talked to Krathian. Might as well*
Allison walks back inside, now completely drenched from head to toe.
He looks up at her and gives a tired smile, "Having fun?"
She nods, tying up her hair so it would dry. The black rose tattoo on the back of her neck gave off a rather scary aura. "are you ok?"
He bangs his head against the table twice and takes a deep breath, before running his hand through his hair, "I don't know, I currently have no ideas as to what to do about the mist, more billows in every day, and its starting to take shape."
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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.
A 5'10 humanoid man walks in. He wears black cloak with an animal skull clasp, he wears a pair of brown trousers that are stained with what smells like blood, a pair of thick leather boots, and carries a longbow on his back, a quiver of silver arrow's on his hip, and a dagger that is sheathed and strapped to his leg. He wears a black cloth tied around his eyes. He has dark brown hair with a darker streak to the left side. A deep scar is over his nose and cheek.
He sits down at a table and opens his backpack, pulling out different pelts and sheds of different animal's, some dragon, some wolf, even some manticorn spines,
Tara looks over at him, "You might be able to sort easier without the blindfold,"
"I work better when I don't have my eyesight" he said
She raises her eyebrows, "That's ... unusual, but ok then." she then notices one of the manticore spines, and whistles in admiration, "That must have taken some doing"
He smiles a bit "I glad you like it, and yes, its the reason why my eyes don't work" he said, taking off the blindfold. One of his eyes had nasty gashes through it while the other appeared normal.
"I see, manticores can be quite ferocious, I'm just surprised you managed to kill so many with a bum eye."
"it wasn't just me..." He said, pulling out a small silver locket from his cloak pocket. "my Juliet fought with me... But she is no longer of this earth"
"...I see. My ... condolences."
"its alright, she is in a better place" he said, giving a small smile before retying his blindfold "where are my manners, Im Matthew, Matthew O'Carrell"
"Tara Flintkiller."
"pleasure to meet you, I would shake your hand but my gloves currently are covered in bear blood and I must wash them off" he said, taking off the leather bide gloves and setting them aside
*HE GOT JEFF*
"Don't worry, I've touched some bear blood in my day."
"I don't know which part of that sentence I should be afraid off" he said with a chuckle
A 5'10 humanoid man walks in. He wears black cloak with an animal skull clasp, he wears a pair of brown trousers that are stained with what smells like blood, a pair of thick leather boots, and carries a longbow on his back, a quiver of silver arrow's on his hip, and a dagger that is sheathed and strapped to his leg. He wears a black cloth tied around his eyes. He has dark brown hair with a darker streak to the left side. A deep scar is over his nose and cheek.
He sits down at a table and opens his backpack, pulling out different pelts and sheds of different animal's, some dragon, some wolf, even some manticorn spines,
Tara looks over at him, "You might be able to sort easier without the blindfold,"
"I work better when I don't have my eyesight" he said
She raises her eyebrows, "That's ... unusual, but ok then." she then notices one of the manticore spines, and whistles in admiration, "That must have taken some doing"
He smiles a bit "I glad you like it, and yes, its the reason why my eyes don't work" he said, taking off the blindfold. One of his eyes had nasty gashes through it while the other appeared normal.
"I see, manticores can be quite ferocious, I'm just surprised you managed to kill so many with a bum eye."
"it wasn't just me..." He said, pulling out a small silver locket from his cloak pocket. "my Juliet fought with me... But she is no longer of this earth"
"...I see. My ... condolences."
"its alright, she is in a better place" he said, giving a small smile before retying his blindfold "where are my manners, Im Matthew, Matthew O'Carrell"
"Tara Flintkiller."
"pleasure to meet you, I would shake your hand but my gloves currently are covered in bear blood and I must wash them off" he said, taking off the leather bide gloves and setting them aside
*HE GOT JEFF*
"Don't worry, I've touched some bear blood in my day."
"I don't know which part of that sentence I should be afraid off" he said with a chuckle
She chuckles as well, "You seem like you've been hunting for quite a while, what brings you to the tavern?"
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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.
Allison notices its raining outside (due to rain in my part of the world) and walks outside. She chuckles as she begins to get drenched in the rains that signals spring has arrived.
Adder wakes up to the sound of the rain and walks over, instantly getting drenched. He smiles and stares at the sky.
Alynia is dancing in said rain
Allison walks over and chuckles, now completely drenched as she wipes the water out of her eyes "the rain is beautiful, no?"
"Hm? I suppose so, yes."
she nods
"Who are you?"
"I am Allison" she said with a smile
"Hello, Allison. My name is Alynia... Have you ever done the Dance of Hidden Stars?"
"I cannot say that I have" she said "Nor have I ever heard of such a dance"
"Ah. Its a dance to the goddess I worship, usually done certain days of the month"
"Ah" she said and nodded a bit
"Do you worship any gods?"
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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)
Krathian is dealing with depression and apathy *Or is that Steve?* while Q'ilbrith is flop/scooting around in the rain
Tara is talking with the new hunter dude
The band is playing "All My Favorite Songs," Beren is singing
*Been sometimes since Allison talked to Krathian. Might as well*
Allison walks back inside, now completely drenched from head to toe.
He looks up at her and gives a tired smile, "Having fun?"
She nods, tying up her hair so it would dry. The black rose tattoo on the back of her neck gave off a rather scary aura. "are you ok?"
He bangs his head against the table twice and takes a deep breath, before running his hand through his hair, "I don't know, I currently have no ideas as to what to do about the mist, more billows in every day, and its starting to take shape."
Allison sits down and tends to his forehead which he had smacked on the table "love, sometimes there is nothing you C A N do about it. You cant force things to stop or go on, that how tyrants are born. Its nature's way that allows life to have its own thoughts and will's" she said, giving a small smile "I agree, they are issues but there is only so much one man can do" she poked him in the chest
Allison notices its raining outside (due to rain in my part of the world) and walks outside. She chuckles as she begins to get drenched in the rains that signals spring has arrived.
Adder wakes up to the sound of the rain and walks over, instantly getting drenched. He smiles and stares at the sky.
Alynia is dancing in said rain
Allison walks over and chuckles, now completely drenched as she wipes the water out of her eyes "the rain is beautiful, no?"
"Hm? I suppose so, yes."
she nods
"Who are you?"
"I am Allison" she said with a smile
"Hello, Allison. My name is Alynia... Have you ever done the Dance of Hidden Stars?"
"I cannot say that I have" she said "Nor have I ever heard of such a dance"
"Ah. Its a dance to the goddess I worship, usually done certain days of the month"
"Ah" she said and nodded a bit
"Do you worship any gods?"
"oh, im afraid not. Ive never been truly religous to anything"
Krathian is dealing with depression and apathy *Or is that Steve?* while Q'ilbrith is flop/scooting around in the rain
Tara is talking with the new hunter dude
The band is playing "All My Favorite Songs," Beren is singing
*Been sometimes since Allison talked to Krathian. Might as well*
Allison walks back inside, now completely drenched from head to toe.
He looks up at her and gives a tired smile, "Having fun?"
She nods, tying up her hair so it would dry. The black rose tattoo on the back of her neck gave off a rather scary aura. "are you ok?"
He bangs his head against the table twice and takes a deep breath, before running his hand through his hair, "I don't know, I currently have no ideas as to what to do about the mist, more billows in every day, and its starting to take shape."
Allison sits down and tends to his forehead which he had smacked on the table "love, sometimes there is nothing you C A N do about it. You cant force things to stop or go on, that how tyrants are born. Its nature's way that allows life to have its own thoughts and will's" she said, giving a small smile "I agree, they are issues but there is only so much one man can do" she poked him in the chest
He looks at her fondly, and thinks for a moment, "As usual you're probably right, perhaps I should take a break for a while."
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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.
A 5'10 humanoid man walks in. He wears black cloak with an animal skull clasp, he wears a pair of brown trousers that are stained with what smells like blood, a pair of thick leather boots, and carries a longbow on his back, a quiver of silver arrow's on his hip, and a dagger that is sheathed and strapped to his leg. He wears a black cloth tied around his eyes. He has dark brown hair with a darker streak to the left side. A deep scar is over his nose and cheek.
He sits down at a table and opens his backpack, pulling out different pelts and sheds of different animal's, some dragon, some wolf, even some manticorn spines,
Tara looks over at him, "You might be able to sort easier without the blindfold,"
"I work better when I don't have my eyesight" he said
She raises her eyebrows, "That's ... unusual, but ok then." she then notices one of the manticore spines, and whistles in admiration, "That must have taken some doing"
He smiles a bit "I glad you like it, and yes, its the reason why my eyes don't work" he said, taking off the blindfold. One of his eyes had nasty gashes through it while the other appeared normal.
"I see, manticores can be quite ferocious, I'm just surprised you managed to kill so many with a bum eye."
"it wasn't just me..." He said, pulling out a small silver locket from his cloak pocket. "my Juliet fought with me... But she is no longer of this earth"
"...I see. My ... condolences."
"its alright, she is in a better place" he said, giving a small smile before retying his blindfold "where are my manners, Im Matthew, Matthew O'Carrell"
"Tara Flintkiller."
"pleasure to meet you, I would shake your hand but my gloves currently are covered in bear blood and I must wash them off" he said, taking off the leather bide gloves and setting them aside
*HE GOT JEFF*
"Don't worry, I've touched some bear blood in my day."
"I don't know which part of that sentence I should be afraid off" he said with a chuckle
She chuckles as well, "You seem like you've been hunting for quite a while, what brings you to the tavern?"
"to sell things I find on animals or to sell part of said animal. I mostly deal in mythical or uncommon beasts to this realm"
Allison notices its raining outside (due to rain in my part of the world) and walks outside. She chuckles as she begins to get drenched in the rains that signals spring has arrived.
Adder wakes up to the sound of the rain and walks over, instantly getting drenched. He smiles and stares at the sky.
*Apparently people get stuff other than endless rain in winter. Seems odd to me.*
"Tara Flintkiller."
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"
He looks up at her and gives a tired smile, "Having fun?"
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"
"I cannot say that I have" she said "Nor have I ever heard of such a dance"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"pleasure to meet you, I would shake your hand but my gloves currently are covered in bear blood and I must wash them off" he said, taking off the leather bide gloves and setting them aside
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Tevelin heads inside, and sees Qi'lbrith. She shuffles away awkwardly, because Qi'lbrith dislikes her.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"Ah. Its a dance to the goddess I worship, usually done certain days of the month"
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)
*Having two conversations w/ your characters with the same person is like trying to play ping-pong with two paddles*
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"
She nods, tying up her hair so it would dry. The black rose tattoo on the back of her neck gave off a rather scary aura. "are you ok?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*HE GOT JEFF*
"Don't worry, I've touched some bear blood in my day."
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"
* h A h, my brain cells allow me to double attack*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Ah" she said and nodded a bit
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He bangs his head against the table twice and takes a deep breath, before running his hand through his hair, "I don't know, I currently have no ideas as to what to do about the mist, more billows in every day, and its starting to take shape."
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"
"I don't know which part of that sentence I should be afraid off" he said with a chuckle
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She chuckles as well, "You seem like you've been hunting for quite a while, what brings you to the tavern?"
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"
"Do you worship any gods?"
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)
Allison sits down and tends to his forehead which he had smacked on the table "love, sometimes there is nothing you C A N do about it. You cant force things to stop or go on, that how tyrants are born. Its nature's way that allows life to have its own thoughts and will's" she said, giving a small smile "I agree, they are issues but there is only so much one man can do" she poked him in the chest
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"oh, im afraid not. Ive never been truly religous to anything"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks at her fondly, and thinks for a moment, "As usual you're probably right, perhaps I should take a break for a while."
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"
"to sell things I find on animals or to sell part of said animal. I mostly deal in mythical or uncommon beasts to this realm"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Apparently people get stuff other than endless rain in winter. Seems odd to me.*
Chilling kinda vibe.