Cractalus is outside the tavern, he's planted himself and looks like a normal cactus with a really awesome straw hat on top.
Theren walks outside with a spade. "Huh. Cactus water today I suppose."
"NEIN" The cactus screams, uprooting itself. It was actually a cactus greatknight in disguise. "Is that any way to treat a war hero, diplomat, and previous god??" Cractalus says angrily. "The Calamity Cacti have been notified of your rudeness, good sir." He says the last part in an impeccable British accent.
"Woah. It talks. Sorry dude. You looked like a cactus that someone had left their cool straw hat on."
"It's fine. I am Cractalus, commander of the Calamity Cacti, scion of Edabus." Cractalus bows, sneezes, and turns into an adult black dragon and back again. "I take it you are Theren Dotsk and this is your file?" He holds out a manila folder full of documents and photos of everything about Theren; Galax, Ares, TACELI...
He flips through it and his eyes flicker at the mention of Taceli. "Yep." he throws the folder back to Cractalus.
Cractalus smiles inwardly. The whole plan's coming together... "I was actually looking for Calamitas, you work in her tavern, correct?"
"Yea as a chef. Why?"
"I thought you might know where she was. Actually, maybe it's better... not to, since she, uh, kinda incinerated most of my legion. You heard about the Battle of the Jerry Hive?"
"Havent seen her since yesterday. Also I have not heard of the battle of the Jerry Hive. I've been off the grid for a long time..."
"That's okay. So the Spider Guild built all these robots to fight Jerry, but then the Spider Queen, Yvonne, brought out Calamitas, trying to use her as a weapon. Well, Calamitas wouldn't have that, she was sorta defeated by Stargazer, but then she took control of all the robots so only us cacti could defeat her, and by defeat I mean make her a god and bind her to a divine contract."
Cractalus is outside the tavern, he's planted himself and looks like a normal cactus with a really awesome straw hat on top.
Theren walks outside with a spade. "Huh. Cactus water today I suppose."
"NEIN" The cactus screams, uprooting itself. It was actually a cactus greatknight in disguise. "Is that any way to treat a war hero, diplomat, and previous god??" Cractalus says angrily. "The Calamity Cacti have been notified of your rudeness, good sir." He says the last part in an impeccable British accent.
"Woah. It talks. Sorry dude. You looked like a cactus that someone had left their cool straw hat on."
"It's fine. I am Cractalus, commander of the Calamity Cacti, scion of Edabus." Cractalus bows, sneezes, and turns into an adult black dragon and back again. "I take it you are Theren Dotsk and this is your file?" He holds out a manila folder full of documents and photos of everything about Theren; Galax, Ares, TACELI...
He flips through it and his eyes flicker at the mention of Taceli. "Yep." he throws the folder back to Cractalus.
Cractalus smiles inwardly. The whole plan's coming together... "I was actually looking for Calamitas, you work in her tavern, correct?"
"Yea as a chef. Why?"
"I thought you might know where she was. Actually, maybe it's better... not to, since she, uh, kinda incinerated most of my legion. You heard about the Battle of the Jerry Hive?"
"Havent seen her since yesterday. Also I have not heard of the battle of the Jerry Hive. I've been off the grid for a long time..."
"That's okay. So the Spider Guild built all these robots to fight Jerry, but then the Spider Queen, Yvonne, brought out Calamitas, trying to use her as a weapon. Well, Calamitas wouldn't have that, she was sorta defeated by Stargazer, but then she took control of all the robots so only us cacti could defeat her, and by defeat I mean make her a god and bind her to a divine contract."
"Dont really care." Theren says with a snort of laughter
Cractalus is outside the tavern, he's planted himself and looks like a normal cactus with a really awesome straw hat on top.
Theren walks outside with a spade. "Huh. Cactus water today I suppose."
"NEIN" The cactus screams, uprooting itself. It was actually a cactus greatknight in disguise. "Is that any way to treat a war hero, diplomat, and previous god??" Cractalus says angrily. "The Calamity Cacti have been notified of your rudeness, good sir." He says the last part in an impeccable British accent.
"Woah. It talks. Sorry dude. You looked like a cactus that someone had left their cool straw hat on."
"It's fine. I am Cractalus, commander of the Calamity Cacti, scion of Edabus." Cractalus bows, sneezes, and turns into an adult black dragon and back again. "I take it you are Theren Dotsk and this is your file?" He holds out a manila folder full of documents and photos of everything about Theren; Galax, Ares, TACELI...
He flips through it and his eyes flicker at the mention of Taceli. "Yep." he throws the folder back to Cractalus.
Cractalus smiles inwardly. The whole plan's coming together... "I was actually looking for Calamitas, you work in her tavern, correct?"
"Yea as a chef. Why?"
"I thought you might know where she was. Actually, maybe it's better... not to, since she, uh, kinda incinerated most of my legion. You heard about the Battle of the Jerry Hive?"
"Havent seen her since yesterday. Also I have not heard of the battle of the Jerry Hive. I've been off the grid for a long time..."
"That's okay. So the Spider Guild built all these robots to fight Jerry, but then the Spider Queen, Yvonne, brought out Calamitas, trying to use her as a weapon. Well, Calamitas wouldn't have that, she was sorta defeated by Stargazer, but then she took control of all the robots so only us cacti could defeat her, and by defeat I mean make her a god and bind her to a divine contract."
"Dont really are." Theren says with a snort of laughter
Cractalus is outside the tavern, he's planted himself and looks like a normal cactus with a really awesome straw hat on top.
Theren walks outside with a spade. "Huh. Cactus water today I suppose."
"NEIN" The cactus screams, uprooting itself. It was actually a cactus greatknight in disguise. "Is that any way to treat a war hero, diplomat, and previous god??" Cractalus says angrily. "The Calamity Cacti have been notified of your rudeness, good sir." He says the last part in an impeccable British accent.
"Woah. It talks. Sorry dude. You looked like a cactus that someone had left their cool straw hat on."
"It's fine. I am Cractalus, commander of the Calamity Cacti, scion of Edabus." Cractalus bows, sneezes, and turns into an adult black dragon and back again. "I take it you are Theren Dotsk and this is your file?" He holds out a manila folder full of documents and photos of everything about Theren; Galax, Ares, TACELI...
He flips through it and his eyes flicker at the mention of Taceli. "Yep." he throws the folder back to Cractalus.
Cractalus smiles inwardly. The whole plan's coming together... "I was actually looking for Calamitas, you work in her tavern, correct?"
"Yea as a chef. Why?"
"I thought you might know where she was. Actually, maybe it's better... not to, since she, uh, kinda incinerated most of my legion. You heard about the Battle of the Jerry Hive?"
"Havent seen her since yesterday. Also I have not heard of the battle of the Jerry Hive. I've been off the grid for a long time..."
"That's okay. So the Spider Guild built all these robots to fight Jerry, but then the Spider Queen, Yvonne, brought out Calamitas, trying to use her as a weapon. Well, Calamitas wouldn't have that, she was sorta defeated by Stargazer, but then she took control of all the robots so only us cacti could defeat her, and by defeat I mean make her a god and bind her to a divine contract."
"Dont really are." Theren says with a snort of laughter
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"No, I'll get more if you just answer me."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Then leave me alone"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That's okay. So the Spider Guild built all these robots to fight Jerry, but then the Spider Queen, Yvonne, brought out Calamitas, trying to use her as a weapon. Well, Calamitas wouldn't have that, she was sorta defeated by Stargazer, but then she took control of all the robots so only us cacti could defeat her, and by defeat I mean make her a god and bind her to a divine contract."
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.
"No. What was the place? Why did you go? Why weren't you supposed to?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Dont really care." Theren says with a snort of laughter
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
He remains quiet, extinguishing the light in his hand
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She waits for an answer, staring at him, even though it has gotten significantly darker.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He seems to run his hands over the tunneling walls
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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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.
*Care. My c button is kinda broken*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Calamitas appears in a puff of ashy smoke at the bar. "Hey there! Ready to start your first shift?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Of course. Is there anything I should know about my coworker." Kometh eyes the fire elemental.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Cractalus screams quietly and plants himself again.
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.
She continues staring at him.
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.
Meanwhile Szathk is just watching everything from their corner table, unblinking. ;D
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Kometh notices Zylna after he looks away from the elemental. "Hey. Can I have my lantern back?"
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Quick question for Queen Yvonne, how many characters can we have active at a time, the average 3, or just one?*
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.
*Not inside the tavern right now.*
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.
*Man I need to keep up more*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Technically, there isn't a limit to the characters you can insert in the Tavern, but you can only have three active at a time.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)