A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
*Bro same.*
"Jacques de la Lanterne, appelez-moi Jacques."
"Ravi de vous rencontrer, Jacques. Oh, j'ai presque oublié, c'est..." He pats Cauchemar's (The giant teddy bear) leg. "...un cauchemar.
Jacques backs up a bit. "Est-ce un démon de bouton?"
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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.
Issac was now setting something on fire but the carpet of this place was so damp it barely did anything. He was now trying to break ceiling panels in order to cause a fire.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
*Bro same.*
"Jacques de la Lanterne, appelez-moi Jacques."
"Ravi de vous rencontrer, Jacques. Oh, j'ai presque oublié, c'est..." He pats Cauchemar's (The giant teddy bear) leg. "...un cauchemar.
Jacques backs up a bit. "Est-ce un démon de bouton?"
Rever laughs. "Non non, le cauchemar est un démon à l'intérieur d'un ours en peluche. Il est complètement sous mon contrôle."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
Rever shrugged. "Je marchais, puis je suis arrivé ici."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Issac was now setting something on fire but the carpet of this place was so damp it barely did anything. He was now trying to break ceiling panels in order to cause a fire.
Jacques tries to help him, but his fists go right through the panels. "Stupid incorporeality." he mutters.
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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 fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
Rever shrugged. "Je marchais, puis je suis arrivé ici."
"J'ai fait quelque chose qui a brisé la réalité, et me revoilà." Thirteen says sadly.
Issac was now setting something on fire but the carpet of this place was so damp it barely did anything. He was now trying to break ceiling panels in order to cause a fire.
Jacques tries to help him, but his fists go right through the panels. "Stupid incorporeality." he mutters.
"I mostly agree" said issac and he breaks a light with a single dagger. "But you need to learn to control your surroundings to be mad at it"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
Rever shrugged. "Je marchais, puis je suis arrivé ici."
"J'ai fait quelque chose qui a brisé la réalité, et me revoilà." Thirteen says sadly.
"Ça a l'air sympa, savez-vous comment sortir?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Issac was now setting something on fire but the carpet of this place was so damp it barely did anything. He was now trying to break ceiling panels in order to cause a fire.
Jacques tries to help him, but his fists go right through the panels. "Stupid incorporeality." he mutters.
"I mostly agree" said issac and he breaks a light with a single dagger. "But you need to learn to control your surroundings to be mad at it"
"Ah I see."
*Jaming out to sad song by Scotty Sire. Most relatable song I've ever listened to.*
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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.
Issac was now setting something on fire but the carpet of this place was so damp it barely did anything. He was now trying to break ceiling panels in order to cause a fire.
Jacques tries to help him, but his fists go right through the panels. "Stupid incorporeality." he mutters.
"I mostly agree" said issac and he breaks a light with a single dagger. "But you need to learn to control your surroundings to be mad at it"
"Ah I see."
*Jaming out to sad song by Scotty Sire. Most relatable song I've ever listened to.*
Issac smiled and crawled up the wall then stood on the ceiling
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
Rever shrugged. "Je marchais, puis je suis arrivé ici."
"J'ai fait quelque chose qui a brisé la réalité, et me revoilà." Thirteen says sadly.
"Ça a l'air sympa, savez-vous comment sortir?"
"Pas en tant que tel, non. C'est par pur hasard que je me suis échappé la dernière fois."
A fine mist begins to linger in the room. After a few minutes, the mist coalesces into an ethereal, wispy figure. The figure appears to be a six foot tall human man, with long dark hair, white skin, and dark glasses. He wears a suit with a vest and bow tie. It gasps and sucks in a long breath, before saying. "Would you kindly tell me where and when I am?'
*Description: A small figure (like 4"5), they have an oversized black cloak that drags along the ground and covers most of their body, except for their feet, which pop out of the bottom a bit as they walk, the small black shoes somehow ominously tapping along the ground. Their hood would normally cover up all of their features except for their mouth, which has a manic smile. but right now it's down, revealing that he looks to be somewhere between 10-14, he has short, fluffy black hair and grey eyes. A 8 foot tall patchwork teddy bear with a top hat follows behind him.*
Rever smiles and waves. "Bonjour, bienvenue étranger, vous êtes maintenant coincé ici avec nous pour l'instant."
He smiles back at Rever. "Il semble que oui, mon ami cagoulé"
Rever giggled excitedly. "Enfin quelqu'un avec qui discuter dans ma langue maternelle ! Je suis Rêver, ravi de vous rencontrer."
"Je suis heureux de pouvoir vous apporter une telle joie simplement en parlant, Rever. J'ai étudié l'art au Québec, la langue vient avec le territoire."
*Yandex is my saving grace.*
*I'm just copy-pasting in google translate. :D I also want to learn French.*
Rever smiled."Quoi qu'il en soit, il est beaucoup plus facile pour moi de parler en français qu'en anglais pour moi, même si je maîtrise assez bien l'anglais. Quel est ton nom?"
"Je m'appelle Treize, qui pourriez-vous être?" Thirteen chimes in.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
Rever shrugged. "Je marchais, puis je suis arrivé ici."
"J'ai fait quelque chose qui a brisé la réalité, et me revoilà." Thirteen says sadly.
"Ça a l'air sympa, savez-vous comment sortir?"
"Pas en tant que tel, non. C'est par pur hasard que je me suis échappé la dernière fois."
"Il semble donc que nous devrons encore attendre la chance, alors."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Rever looks at Thirteen and smiles. "Je suis Rêver, c'est un Cauchemar." He pats Cauchemar's leg.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Jacques backs up a bit. "Est-ce un démon de bouton?"
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"
Issac was now setting something on fire but the carpet of this place was so damp it barely did anything. He was now trying to break ceiling panels in order to cause a fire.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Ravi de vous rencontrer tous les deux, comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?"
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.
Rever laughs. "Non non, le cauchemar est un démon à l'intérieur d'un ours en peluche. Il est complètement sous mon contrôle."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Is this going to devolve into a thread where everybody shows off the prowess of their various forms of translation software?*
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"
Rever shrugged. "Je marchais, puis je suis arrivé ici."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Jacques tries to help him, but his fists go right through the panels. "Stupid incorporeality." he mutters.
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"
"J'ai fait quelque chose qui a brisé la réalité, et me revoilà." Thirteen says sadly.
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.
"I mostly agree" said issac and he breaks a light with a single dagger. "But you need to learn to control your surroundings to be mad at it"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Ça a l'air sympa, savez-vous comment sortir?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*As long as I have Rever, yes.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*i actuly speak some french*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Ah I see."
*Jaming out to sad song by Scotty Sire. Most relatable song I've ever listened to.*
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"
Issac smiled and crawled up the wall then stood on the ceiling
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Theren keeps on wandering until he sees a floating smiling face. "What the actual [1GP]!" He yells
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Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Pas en tant que tel, non. C'est par pur hasard que je me suis échappé la dernière fois."
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.
"Il semble donc que nous devrons encore attendre la chance, alors."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
galax is equally suprised
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Meanwhile the ones who don't care are speaking french and hanging from the ceiling.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.