Calamitas lands outside of the Tavern, eyes ablaze. "All right, Bill! Let's finish this! You and me!" A razor-edged obsidian rapier appears in her left hand, its blade glowing crimson.
Bill isn't here.
Kometh rushes outside, clearly out of breath. "Hey boss. Nice sword. Thought something was *inhale* wrong."
"Yeah.... me too." Calamitas puts her rapier away, and smiles. "Guess we won't have to worry about Bill for a little while." She walks back into the Tavern.
Niko turns to look at her.
Calamitas smiles, and an uncomfortable wave of heat rushes up Niko's back. "Heya, kid. Welcome to Calamiton!"
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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)
Calamitas lands outside of the Tavern, eyes ablaze. "All right, Bill! Let's finish this! You and me!" A razor-edged obsidian rapier appears in her left hand, its blade glowing crimson.
Bill isn't here.
Kometh rushes outside, clearly out of breath. "Hey boss. Nice sword. Thought something was *inhale* wrong."
"Yeah.... me too." Calamitas puts her rapier away, and smiles. "Guess we won't have to worry about Bill for a little while." She walks back into the Tavern.
Niko turns to look at her.
Calamitas smiles, and an uncomfortable wave of heat rushes up Niko's back. "Heya, kid. Welcome to Calamiton!"
Calamitas lands outside of the Tavern, eyes ablaze. "All right, Bill! Let's finish this! You and me!" A razor-edged obsidian rapier appears in her left hand, its blade glowing crimson.
Bill isn't here.
Kometh rushes outside, clearly out of breath. "Hey boss. Nice sword. Thought something was *inhale* wrong."
"Yeah.... me too." Calamitas puts her rapier away, and smiles. "Guess we won't have to worry about Bill for a little while." She walks back into the Tavern.
Niko turns to look at her.
Calamitas smiles, and an uncomfortable wave of heat rushes up Niko's back. "Heya, kid. Welcome to Calamiton!"
"Hello."
"Heard you needed some of this." Calamitas sets a large chunk of phosphor on the counter.
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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)
Calamitas lands outside of the Tavern, eyes ablaze. "All right, Bill! Let's finish this! You and me!" A razor-edged obsidian rapier appears in her left hand, its blade glowing crimson.
Bill isn't here.
Kometh rushes outside, clearly out of breath. "Hey boss. Nice sword. Thought something was *inhale* wrong."
"Yeah.... me too." Calamitas puts her rapier away, and smiles. "Guess we won't have to worry about Bill for a little while." She walks back into the Tavern.
Niko turns to look at her.
Calamitas smiles, and an uncomfortable wave of heat rushes up Niko's back. "Heya, kid. Welcome to Calamiton!"
"Hello."
"Heard you needed some of this." Calamitas sets a large chunk of phosphor on the counter.
Kometh walks in and sees the phosphor on the bar. His eyes widen. "Hey boss? S-Sometimes I forget you're a god. I'll try not to do that again."
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.
Calamitas lands outside of the Tavern, eyes ablaze. "All right, Bill! Let's finish this! You and me!" A razor-edged obsidian rapier appears in her left hand, its blade glowing crimson.
Bill isn't here.
Kometh rushes outside, clearly out of breath. "Hey boss. Nice sword. Thought something was *inhale* wrong."
"Yeah.... me too." Calamitas puts her rapier away, and smiles. "Guess we won't have to worry about Bill for a little while." She walks back into the Tavern.
Niko turns to look at her.
Calamitas smiles, and an uncomfortable wave of heat rushes up Niko's back. "Heya, kid. Welcome to Calamiton!"
"Hello."
"Heard you needed some of this." Calamitas sets a large chunk of phosphor on the counter.
Kometh walks in and sees the phosphor on the bar. His eyes widen. "Hey boss? S-Sometimes I forget you're a god. I'll try not to do that again."
Niko's already wide eyes seem to widen even more. "H-how did you get that??"
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.
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Kometh rushes over with a health potion and looks unsure whether to take off Stroth's mask or not.
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.
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Zylna walks over to him, and takes off his mask to check if he's still alive.
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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.
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Zylna walks over to him, and takes off his mask to check if he's still alive.
As soon as Zylna takes the mask off, Kometh pours a Potion of Supreme Healing into Stroth's mouth.
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.
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Kometh rushes over with a health potion and looks unsure whether to take off Stroth's mask or not.
His raven hops over and bites their leg "Leave him alone, he got attacked"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Zylna walks over to him, and takes off his mask to check if he's still alive.
He seems to be wincing a bit "What do you want zylna?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Zylna walks over to him, and takes off his mask to check if he's still alive.
He seems to be wincing a bit "What do you want zylna?"
"Just checking if you're alive."
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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.
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
Zylna walks over to him, and takes off his mask to check if he's still alive.
He seems to be wincing a bit "What do you want zylna?"
"Just checking if you're alive."
"ill be fine" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Calamitas smiles, and an uncomfortable wave of heat rushes up Niko's back. "Heya, kid. Welcome to Calamiton!"
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)
"Hello."
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.
"Heard you needed some of this." Calamitas sets a large chunk of phosphor on the counter.
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)
Kometh walks in and sees the phosphor on the bar. His eyes widen. "Hey boss? S-Sometimes I forget you're a god. I'll try not to do that again."
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.
Niko's already wide eyes seem to widen even more. "H-how did you get that??"
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.
"Made it. Surprisingly enough, it isn't that hard to create. That is, if you can make diamonds with your hands."
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)
An animated paper bird flutters down towards Calamitas. On one wing, it is addressed to her, and the other wing has writing telling her to unfold it.
Stroth is investigating a cavern like system. A orb of light follows him, created by his own hand.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Niko has the phosphor chunk over a small campfire and is collecting the drippings in a pan.
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.
Kometh is cleaning the bar. Again.
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.
Stroth comes back into the tavern. his clothes and mask are fairly broken and torn up, he leaves a trail of blood mixed with glowing orange fluid as he stumbled in and falls on the couch.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Kometh rushes over with a health potion and looks unsure whether to take off Stroth's mask or not.
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.
Calamitas grabs the paper bird, and slowly unfurls it. "Huh. If I had to guess, ol' Stardust has something to say."
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)
Theren is chopping vegetables and cooking meat with incredible speed in the kitchen
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Zylna walks over to him, and takes off his mask to check if he's still alive.
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 soon as Zylna takes the mask off, Kometh pours a Potion of Supreme Healing into Stroth's mouth.
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.
His raven hops over and bites their leg "Leave him alone, he got attacked"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He seems to be wincing a bit "What do you want zylna?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Just checking if you're alive."
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.
"ill be fine" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]