A flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
He looked at her through the mirror. "Ah, got it." He pulled to a stop. "Well, we're here."
"Thank you." Estelle opens the door of the truck, but turns around. "Oh, I don't think I got your name."
"Oh, it's Charlie. I hope you can find your place here eventually."
"My name's Estelle." She turns around and looks at the tavern(?). "Well, I won't keep you here any longer. Thanks again for the ride! Take care!" She closes the truck door and walks out to the tavern.
*Call it whatever helps you remember.*
He waves and drives off.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved.
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A body crashes towards the ground, disturbing the peace around the city. the man from earlier, standing on the roof of a very tall building. His extended hand pulls back into his cape as he watches bystanders gwack at a dead body.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 23 Damage: 10
Attack on the same one: 16 Damage: 10
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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?
*Give it some time, y'all can plan something in a pm if you want, or your character could 'just so happen' across an interaction already if no one's biting.*
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Estelle looks uncomfortable in such a crowded space, but waves back at who she presumes is Gerry. She slinks back into a less crowded area of the tavern and looks around.
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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)
A flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 31 Damage: 12
Attack on the same one: 27 Damage: 9
The vampire guy chuckles as he and the woman disappears into the alley. "We're in our branch, we don't have a reason to go to the main tree." They leave, though a slight bloodtrail has been left by the guy.
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A body crashes towards the ground, disturbing the peace around the city. the man from earlier, standing on the roof of a very tall building. His extended hand pulls back into his cape as he watches bystanders gwack at a dead body.
"Jesus-" Aibel murmers as the croud looks at the body, before he pulls back from them, unsure of what should be done in that moment
A flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 31 Damage: 12
Attack on the same one: 27 Damage: 9
The vampire guy chuckles as he and the woman disappears into the alley. "We're in our branch, we don't have a reason to go to the main tree." They leave, though a slight bloodtrail has been left by the guy.
"Oooooh no you don't!"
Attack on the same guy: 34 Damage: 11
Attack on the same guy: 20 Damage: 11
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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?
A flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 31 Damage: 12
Attack on the same one: 27 Damage: 9
The vampire guy chuckles as he and the woman disappears into the alley. "We're in our branch, we don't have a reason to go to the main tree." They leave, though a slight bloodtrail has been left by the guy.
"Oooooh no you don't!"
Attack on the same guy: 30 Damage: 10
Attack on the same guy: 16 Damage: 11
Already gone.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A body crashes towards the ground, disturbing the peace around the city. the man from earlier, standing on the roof of a very tall building. His extended hand pulls back into his cape as he watches bystanders gwack at a dead body.
"Jesus-" Aibel murmers as the croud looks at the body, before he pulls back from them, unsure of what should be done in that moment
Seferis runs to check on the dead guy, only to realize he's dead. "[GP]" No getting answers out of that one. He sighs, and then pats him down for any kind of he can steal that might be useful.
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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 flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 31 Damage: 12
Attack on the same one: 27 Damage: 9
The vampire guy chuckles as he and the woman disappears into the alley. "We're in our branch, we don't have a reason to go to the main tree." They leave, though a slight bloodtrail has been left by the guy.
"Oooooh no you don't!"
Attack on the same guy: 30 Damage: 10
Attack on the same guy: 16 Damage: 11
Already gone.
*She gets two turns in the same round, cause thief, so she can get them before they leave.*
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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?
A body crashes towards the ground, disturbing the peace around the city. the man from earlier, standing on the roof of a very tall building. His extended hand pulls back into his cape as he watches bystanders gwack at a dead body.
"Jesus-" Aibel murmers as the croud looks at the body, before he pulls back from them, unsure of what should be done in that moment
Seferis runs to check on the dead guy, only to realize he's dead. "[GP]" No getting answers out of that one. He sighs, and then pats him down for any kind of he can steal that might be useful.
Aibel puts a hand on seferis's shoulder, "Pal, desecrating the dead is very disrespectful"
A flash flashes like flashes do, and when the flash disappeared in a flash, a flashy elf was standing on top of a streetlight. She looks to be a bit on the younger side, and she carries herself with a deadly air. She also seems to radiate magic, too.
*Ah, Sorry, Scyria.*
Below the streetlight, about three people were grouped together.
*It's fine.*
She jumps down. "Hello! Where is this? Where can I find the local thieves' guild? If I can get them to give me a ride out of here.... Maybe the Behemoth will stop by? No, this is an out of the way world... Well shoot." By the end of this she seems to be talking to herself.
One figures, they seem to be a homeless gnome, stared at her a bit. The two other figures, both pale and holding an umbrella, as well as a small paper bag, also stared at her. "Oh, are one of those new people?" The woman figure asked.
"Oh, is this a drug deal? Sorry. So does this mean you're part of the local gang? I know it's a cliched line, but- " -ahem- "-take me to your leader."
The two figures under the umbrella look at each other and laugh a bit. "Our 'leader' is more than 10 cities away, you're not seeing her anytime soon, even if we wanted to bring you."
The gnome tugged on one of their sleeves. "So... um... about the H.C.?"
The man thought for a moment. "Look, we'll cut you some slack today, but next time it'll be double, got it?"
The gnome eagerly nodded.
"Alright, it'll be two cups for the bag."
"O-okay...."
He hands the gnome two plastic cups with sealable lids and a knife, the gnome cut open his wrist and bled into the cups, eventually filling them up. He sealed them and handed them back to the figures, and the man handed the bag over to him. "See you next week." The gnome waved and disappeared into an alleyway.
"Ah, well... 10 cities? What do you mean? How many cities are there? Also, you either bring me or die." She's still smiling happily, but she gently waves her hand and a golden dagger, inset with an evil-looking ruby appears in her hand.
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 31 Damage: 12
Attack on the same one: 27 Damage: 9
The vampire guy chuckles as he and the woman disappears into the alley. "We're in our branch, we don't have a reason to go to the main tree." They leave, though a slight bloodtrail has been left by the guy.
"Oooooh no you don't!"
Attack on the same guy: 30 Damage: 10
Attack on the same guy: 16 Damage: 11
Already gone.
*She gets two turns in the same round, cause thief, so she can get them before they leave.*
*They still leave afterwards.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A body crashes towards the ground, disturbing the peace around the city. the man from earlier, standing on the roof of a very tall building. His extended hand pulls back into his cape as he watches bystanders gwack at a dead body.
"Jesus-" Aibel murmers as the croud looks at the body, before he pulls back from them, unsure of what should be done in that moment
Seferis runs to check on the dead guy, only to realize he's dead. "[GP]" No getting answers out of that one. He sighs, and then pats him down for any kind of he can steal that might be useful.
Aibel puts a hand on seferis's shoulder, "Pal, desecrating the dead is very disrespectful"
Seferis glares at Abiel, then straightens and brushes himself off. "Perhaps you're right, though it'll be no use to him now. It's just been an unpleasantly eventful day, some might say traumatic."
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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.
*I don't know how to start stuff ;-;*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Yep. Sure am. Though I would need a gun." he says with a chuckle
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Yeah...neither do I...*
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"
They chuckle both smiling and revealing sharp fangs. "Over a thousand across the planet, not that it matters, we're not bringing you to her."
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.
*Call it whatever helps you remember.*
He waves and drives off.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved.
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.
*HAHAHAH i will!!!!*
A body crashes towards the ground, disturbing the peace around the city. the man from earlier, standing on the roof of a very tall building. His extended hand pulls back into his cape as he watches bystanders gwack at a dead body.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh! Nice! You're a progressive guild. You have no idea how many times I've come across guilds that are soooooo old fashioned. Almost feel bad about killing you now."
Attack on only one of them: 23 Damage: 10
Attack on the same one: 16 Damage: 10
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.
*Give it some time, y'all can plan something in a pm if you want, or your character could 'just so happen' across an interaction already if no one's biting.*
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.
Estelle looks uncomfortable in such a crowded space, but waves back at who she presumes is Gerry. She slinks back into a less crowded area of the tavern and looks around.
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)
The vampire guy chuckles as he and the woman disappears into the alley. "We're in our branch, we don't have a reason to go to the main tree." They leave, though a slight bloodtrail has been left by the guy.
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.
"Jesus-" Aibel murmers as the croud looks at the body, before he pulls back from them, unsure of what should be done in that moment
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Oooooh no you don't!"
Attack on the same guy: 34 Damage: 11
Attack on the same guy: 20 Damage: 11
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.
Already gone.
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.
Seferis runs to check on the dead guy, only to realize he's dead. "[GP]" No getting answers out of that one. He sighs, and then pats him down for any kind of he can steal that might be useful.
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 gets two turns in the same round, cause thief, so she can get them before they leave.*
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.
Aibel puts a hand on seferis's shoulder, "Pal, desecrating the dead is very disrespectful"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*They still leave afterwards.*
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.
Seferis glares at Abiel, then straightens and brushes himself off. "Perhaps you're right, though it'll be no use to him now. It's just been an unpleasantly eventful day, some might say traumatic."
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 sighed. "First of all, do you even know what a gun is?"
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.