An elf walks into the tavern, their skin covered by a cloak of their kind. They survey the tavern, before retiring to a table in the back, takes out a book, and begins to read
*Truesight: Half dragon, half elf*
Kalon walks over and waves after wiping his hands off on a dish towel "Hey there, what can i get for you" the warforge askes.
"... Orange juice will do."
The warforge nods and walks off, coming back promptly with a glass full of orange juice. He sits it down and nods "You can pay upfront"
They sigh and pay. "May I have a name?"
"Kalon" he said
"No epithet?"
"No" he said and chuckled
"... I see. And how did you come across this location?"
"I used to live in the city" he said and gestured to the window with the view of the city below
"I see... And when is dinner for this establishment?"
"Mnnn whenever you want food basically" he said
"I see. And is there a libary?"
"Yeah, one downstairs but avoid the first door on the left" he said and chuckled
"I see. Is something funny?"
"No. just dont open the door" he said in all seriousness
"For what reason?"
"You don't wanna know" he said
"But I do."
"If you wanna go see for yourself, go do it"
They nod, walking over to it, and peering through the key hole
It seems to be a tiled room that looks a lot like a medical room.
They summon a familair in there, seeing through it's eyes
"Its now easier to tell that blood has caked and dried on the floor, it drains into a small vent on the ground. The entire room is covered in pale green tiles that seem a lot like a doctors surgery room. Three pairs Shackles are attached to the west wall. On a table near the south wall is a ton of medical tools that have caked and dried with blood from previous victims.
They cast detect magic
There is no magic in the area, just a locked door.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
An elf walks into the tavern, their skin covered by a cloak of their kind. They survey the tavern, before retiring to a table in the back, takes out a book, and begins to read
*Truesight: Half dragon, half elf*
Kalon walks over and waves after wiping his hands off on a dish towel "Hey there, what can i get for you" the warforge askes.
"... Orange juice will do."
The warforge nods and walks off, coming back promptly with a glass full of orange juice. He sits it down and nods "You can pay upfront"
They sigh and pay. "May I have a name?"
"Kalon" he said
"No epithet?"
"No" he said and chuckled
"... I see. And how did you come across this location?"
"I used to live in the city" he said and gestured to the window with the view of the city below
"I see... And when is dinner for this establishment?"
"Mnnn whenever you want food basically" he said
"I see. And is there a libary?"
"Yeah, one downstairs but avoid the first door on the left" he said and chuckled
"I see. Is something funny?"
"No. just dont open the door" he said in all seriousness
"For what reason?"
"You don't wanna know" he said
"But I do."
"If you wanna go see for yourself, go do it"
They nod, walking over to it, and peering through the key hole
It seems to be a tiled room that looks a lot like a medical room.
They summon a familair in there, seeing through it's eyes
"Its now easier to tell that blood has caked and dried on the floor, it drains into a small vent on the ground. The entire room is covered in pale green tiles that seem a lot like a doctors surgery room. Three pairs Shackles are attached to the west wall. On a table near the south wall is a ton of medical tools that have caked and dried with blood from previous victims.
They cast detect magic
There is no magic in the area, just a locked door.
They dismiss the familiar and walk away
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
An elf walks into the tavern, their skin covered by a cloak of their kind. They survey the tavern, before retiring to a table in the back, takes out a book, and begins to read
*Truesight: Half dragon, half elf*
Kalon walks over and waves after wiping his hands off on a dish towel "Hey there, what can i get for you" the warforge askes.
"... Orange juice will do."
The warforge nods and walks off, coming back promptly with a glass full of orange juice. He sits it down and nods "You can pay upfront"
They sigh and pay. "May I have a name?"
"Kalon" he said
"No epithet?"
"No" he said and chuckled
"... I see. And how did you come across this location?"
"I used to live in the city" he said and gestured to the window with the view of the city below
"I see... And when is dinner for this establishment?"
"Mnnn whenever you want food basically" he said
"I see. And is there a libary?"
"Yeah, one downstairs but avoid the first door on the left" he said and chuckled
"I see. Is something funny?"
"No. just dont open the door" he said in all seriousness
"For what reason?"
"You don't wanna know" he said
"But I do."
"If you wanna go see for yourself, go do it"
They nod, walking over to it, and peering through the key hole
It seems to be a tiled room that looks a lot like a medical room.
They summon a familair in there, seeing through it's eyes
"Its now easier to tell that blood has caked and dried on the floor, it drains into a small vent on the ground. The entire room is covered in pale green tiles that seem a lot like a doctors surgery room. Three pairs Shackles are attached to the west wall. On a table near the south wall is a ton of medical tools that have caked and dried with blood from previous victims.
They cast detect magic
There is no magic in the area, just a locked door.
They dismiss the familiar and walk away
(Make a perception check)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
An elf walks into the tavern, their skin covered by a cloak of their kind. They survey the tavern, before retiring to a table in the back, takes out a book, and begins to read
*Truesight: Half dragon, half elf*
Kalon walks over and waves after wiping his hands off on a dish towel "Hey there, what can i get for you" the warforge askes.
"... Orange juice will do."
The warforge nods and walks off, coming back promptly with a glass full of orange juice. He sits it down and nods "You can pay upfront"
They sigh and pay. "May I have a name?"
"Kalon" he said
"No epithet?"
"No" he said and chuckled
"... I see. And how did you come across this location?"
"I used to live in the city" he said and gestured to the window with the view of the city below
"I see... And when is dinner for this establishment?"
"Mnnn whenever you want food basically" he said
"I see. And is there a libary?"
"Yeah, one downstairs but avoid the first door on the left" he said and chuckled
"I see. Is something funny?"
"No. just dont open the door" he said in all seriousness
"For what reason?"
"You don't wanna know" he said
"But I do."
"If you wanna go see for yourself, go do it"
They nod, walking over to it, and peering through the key hole
It seems to be a tiled room that looks a lot like a medical room.
They summon a familair in there, seeing through it's eyes
"Its now easier to tell that blood has caked and dried on the floor, it drains into a small vent on the ground. The entire room is covered in pale green tiles that seem a lot like a doctors surgery room. Three pairs Shackles are attached to the west wall. On a table near the south wall is a ton of medical tools that have caked and dried with blood from previous victims.
They cast detect magic
There is no magic in the area, just a locked door.
They dismiss the familiar and walk away
(Make a perception check)
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
An elf walks into the tavern, their skin covered by a cloak of their kind. They survey the tavern, before retiring to a table in the back, takes out a book, and begins to read
*Truesight: Half dragon, half elf*
Kalon walks over and waves after wiping his hands off on a dish towel "Hey there, what can i get for you" the warforge askes.
"... Orange juice will do."
The warforge nods and walks off, coming back promptly with a glass full of orange juice. He sits it down and nods "You can pay upfront"
They sigh and pay. "May I have a name?"
"Kalon" he said
"No epithet?"
"No" he said and chuckled
"... I see. And how did you come across this location?"
"I used to live in the city" he said and gestured to the window with the view of the city below
"I see... And when is dinner for this establishment?"
"Mnnn whenever you want food basically" he said
"I see. And is there a libary?"
"Yeah, one downstairs but avoid the first door on the left" he said and chuckled
"I see. Is something funny?"
"No. just dont open the door" he said in all seriousness
"For what reason?"
"You don't wanna know" he said
"But I do."
"If you wanna go see for yourself, go do it"
They nod, walking over to it, and peering through the key hole
It seems to be a tiled room that looks a lot like a medical room.
They summon a familair in there, seeing through it's eyes
"Its now easier to tell that blood has caked and dried on the floor, it drains into a small vent on the ground. The entire room is covered in pale green tiles that seem a lot like a doctors surgery room. Three pairs Shackles are attached to the west wall. On a table near the south wall is a ton of medical tools that have caked and dried with blood from previous victims.
They cast detect magic
There is no magic in the area, just a locked door.
They dismiss the familiar and walk away
(Make a perception check)
13
In the corner of your eye you see a humanoid figure.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Trying to decide which leader I want to just drop into here...*
In walks a beast of a man carrying an old looking axe wrapped in cloth over his shoulder, he scratches his head and sneezes softly, "Gods, the climate here." He takes off his fur cloak and sits at the bar, "Your strongest mead to warm my bones if you would be so kind metal lad."
Kalon nods and walks over to a keg on the wall, opening the spidget that lets out the drink into the cup. He slides it down the table to the man.
*Trying to decide which leader I want to just drop into here...*
In walks a beast of a man carrying an old looking axe wrapped in cloth over his shoulder, he scratches his head and sneezes softly, "Gods, the climate here." He takes off his fur cloak and sits at the bar, "Your strongest mead to warm my bones if you would be so kind metal lad."
Kalon nods and walks over to a keg on the wall, opening the spidget that lets out the drink into the cup. He slides it down the table to the man.
"Danke." He slowly sips it
Kalon nods "Your welcome"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Trying to decide which leader I want to just drop into here...*
In walks a beast of a man carrying an old looking axe wrapped in cloth over his shoulder, he scratches his head and sneezes softly, "Gods, the climate here." He takes off his fur cloak and sits at the bar, "Your strongest mead to warm my bones if you would be so kind metal lad."
Kalon nods and walks over to a keg on the wall, opening the spidget that lets out the drink into the cup. He slides it down the table to the man.
"Danke." He slowly sips it
Kalon nods "Your welcome"
"Are you some sort of warforged?" he asks, setting the ax down on the counter, "Or you are the backbone this place is named after?"
There is no magic in the area, just a locked door.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They have invisible scales.
"That is nice of you, I would of loved to learn to knit."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They dismiss the familiar and walk away
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I can help you if you'd like" she offered, silently taking note of the scales.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(Make a perception check)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Sure, I guess I need to go to the store."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
In the corner of your eye you see a humanoid figure.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Its fine, i have yarn here" she said withna smile
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They look around for said humaniod
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You are willing to share?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kalon is at the foot of the stairs, watching him. "Hm, i thought i told you not to go in there"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Of course!" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I didn't, never did."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh, thank you."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Danke." He slowly sips it
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"You looked through it though" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She hands them a ball of green yarn and two knitting needles
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Kalon nods "Your welcome"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Are you some sort of warforged?" he asks, setting the ax down on the counter, "Or you are the backbone this place is named after?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?