"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
Klei takes the money, then attempts to steal Galax's rapier.
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
Klei takes the money, then attempts to steal Galax's rapier.
Sleight of Hand: 18
galax graps Kleis hand and throws him over his shoulder
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
Klei takes the money, then attempts to steal Galax's rapier.
Sleight of Hand: 18
Galax grabs Klei's hand and throws him over his shoulder
"That hurt! If this is how you treat all thieves in Whitewater, you must have very tired arms, kobold."
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
Klei takes the money, then attempts to steal Galax's rapier.
Sleight of Hand: 18
Galax grabs Klei's hand and throws him over his shoulder
"That hurt! If this is how you treat all thieves in Whitewater, you must have very tired arms, kobold."
"not many people try to steal from me, and i wouldent suggjest trying again" galax walks out of the restraunt
"NO!!! THE PRAWNS ARE GETTING STODGY!" Klei shrieks. "If only someone would come and buy some food, maybe that Theren fellow or his kobold friend..."
*ill bite, this is time shift galax*
"hello there"
"Ah, hello! Welcome to the Stewpot, a true taste of Tilokan half-elf culture! What can I get you?" A dark-skinned half-elf with one eye missing and long fingers stands behind the counter, attempting to stir in three prawns to a soup bowl.
"ill take some soup"
"What kind? We have gazpacho, rabbit stew, vegetarian soup, meat-lovers' soup, or our famous Seven Nation Soup, which incorporates sustainably sourced ingredients from the seven half-elven tribes native to Tiloka."
"no clue what tiloka is, but ill take the meatlover soup"
"Nation to the southeast, it's where I'm from. Please take a seat, would you like mild, medium, spicy, or this-would-kill-Tiamat spice level in your soup?"
galax laughs, "this would kill tiamat spice please":)
"Okay, but you're fixing the toilet" Klei laughs too. He goes back into the kitchen, and loud screaming in Elvish and the sound of daggers being thrown can be heard through the door.
galax is slightly conserned, and walks towrds the kitchen, one hand resting on his sunblade
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
galax takes a sip of the soup
Roll Constitution
23
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
Klei takes the money, then attempts to steal Galax's rapier.
Sleight of Hand: 18
Galax grabs Klei's hand and throws him over his shoulder
"That hurt! If this is how you treat all thieves in Whitewater, you must have very tired arms, kobold."
"not many people try to steal from me, and i wouldent suggjest trying again" galax walks out of the restraunt
"OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!" Klei screams. "THE SPICE HAS THE TENDENCY TO EXPLODE WHEN YOU CUT IT!!"
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.
galax backs out of the kitchen, very quickly
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
More chopping sounds, along with half-elf sobbing. Several minutes later, Klei comes to Galax's table, holding a bowl of reddish soup with several chunks of beef and onion floating near the top. Klei is silently crying. "Sorry, it's the smite-leaf. NOT to be taken lightly, especially when ground. I'll be back soon for the payment, assuming you survive."
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.
galax takes a sip of the soup
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Roll Constitution
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.
8
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Galax doesn't take fire damage, but his mouth feels like it's burnt rubber.
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.
galax smirks and puts the soup into a jar, then puts some coin on the table
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Klei takes the money, then attempts to steal Galax's rapier.
Sleight of Hand: 10
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.
galax graps Kleis hand and throws him over his shoulder
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"That hurt! If this is how you treat all thieves in Whitewater, you must have very tired arms, kobold."
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.
"not many people try to steal from me, and i wouldent suggjest trying again" galax walks out of the restraunt
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"DID YOU LIKE THE SOUP??"
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.
Klei gets up, rubbing his bruised arm and watching Galax's retreating form with his one eye. "Just like old times, eh little dragon?" he whispers.
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.
his shop exsplodes from the spice
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Thats not how smite-leaf works, it just forms huge clouds of debilitating and savory dust.*
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.
*the other spice, the one that exsplodes when you cut it*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Thats what I was talking about, it explodes into the clouds.*
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.
*Highlands Tavern or Tavern at the End of the World?*
pm me the word "tomato"
she/her
*BOTH!!!*
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.