Lord's Rest Inn

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 He sighs. He then sends a telepathic message to her. "Yo, its Theren. Can you let me in?"

The young man whistles, looking around. "Man...i could totally scrap this place for some coin."

the creature stays hidden in the trees.

 "Theren? What do you want." He hears Stroth's warbling voice in his ears.

(Make a STR save for the Young Man)

The loxodon stands up, stretching a bit.

 "Need to talk. In person. Mind letting me in? "  he says

STR: 26

It creaks, sounding like radio static as it creeps closer

 "No. It is out there. Can't let anyone in." She says and he can hear something shattering in the background and her cursing.

He doesn't take any damage but he shoved outside again, the door slamming shut.

La'Thay sighs and summons their glaive "I can feel you staring."

 "Stroth, just let it blip for a sec. I'll get in quick. Promsie. " he says pleadingly.

"oooh, tough guy." he grumbles, picking the lock again.

It chitters, showing itself

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*I am sorry everyone, but I probably won't be on except for at school for the next few days, maybe weeks. Stuff's happening, you know how it is. Anybody here want to rp while I'm here?*

 Stroth is in her demi-plane, seeming to build a new body in one of her vats. Paranoid as can be, she is thinking of making this body incredibly powerful so, if she dies and gets reincarnated into it (if all goes to plan), she will be ten times more powerful with magic and hand-to-hand combat than she was before. She is shaping the body into one that resembles her very first form, a man. She is planning on fully injecting the body with high concentrations of necromantic, radiant, psychic, and force magic into the body, so it could survive being crushed by planets or being deconstructed into particle matter. 

Sable, who has disappeared inside his home due to the sun coming up, is curled up on the floor. He holds his knees to his chest as he tries to ignore the pain of hunger that fills him. He has made sure to lock every window, every door, and even the outside entrance to the estate so people would stop bothering him like Rag and Thirteen. 

 (Is there anything at all I can do with Stroth? Cause, Sparrow might have Plane Shift, but he wouldn't intrude when his wife specifically got away to calm herself down from everything. I mean, if the letter she wrote could function two ways as like a messager, where if someone writes on the back it appears on a separate piece of paper, then maybe I could do something, but I don't see anything I could do right now.)

 He hears a knock on the door of his home. If he smells who it may be, it isn't anyone he has met before, they smell... vampiric, but different as to a vampire, like a genetic relative, but not the same curse. Ambrosia is knocking on the door, here to offer a gift to the self starving vampire. It smells like she doesn't want to intrude, and has nothing but good intentions.

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 It turns to stand its ground, now on two feet and roaring at her.

"Catch me first choom. You ain't getting these eddies back." he laughs, walking away

 She cracks her neck before roaring back at them, her claws, fangs, and tail all prominent.

 He rubs the back of his head before walking over behind them, grabbing the back of their shirt and picking them up "Sorry, mate." Grapple:22

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 It turns to stand its ground, now on two feet and roaring at her.

"Catch me first choom. You ain't getting these eddies back." he laughs, walking away

 She cracks her neck before roaring back at them, her claws, fangs, and tail all prominent.

 He rubs the back of his head before walking over behind them, grabbing the back of their shirt and picking them up "Sorry, mate." Grapple:22

 IT snarls, attacking. Attack: 11 Damage: 36

"Get off me choom!" he snaps. STR: 21

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*I am sorry everyone, but I probably won't be on except for at school for the next few days, maybe weeks. Stuff's happening, you know how it is. Anybody here want to rp while I'm here?*

 Stroth is in her demi-plane, seeming to build a new body in one of her vats. Paranoid as can be, she is thinking of making this body incredibly powerful so, if she dies and gets reincarnated into it (if all goes to plan), she will be ten times more powerful with magic and hand-to-hand combat than she was before. She is shaping the body into one that resembles her very first form, a man. She is planning on fully injecting the body with high concentrations of necromantic, radiant, psychic, and force magic into the body, so it could survive being crushed by planets or being deconstructed into particle matter. 

Sable, who has disappeared inside his home due to the sun coming up, is curled up on the floor. He holds his knees to his chest as he tries to ignore the pain of hunger that fills him. He has made sure to lock every window, every door, and even the outside entrance to the estate so people would stop bothering him like Rag and Thirteen. 

 (Is there anything at all I can do with Stroth? Cause, Sparrow might have Plane Shift, but he wouldn't intrude when his wife specifically got away to calm herself down from everything. I mean, if the letter she wrote could function two ways as like a messager, where if someone writes on the back it appears on a separate piece of paper, then maybe I could do something, but I don't see anything I could do right now.)

 He hears a knock on the door of his home. If he smells who it may be, it isn't anyone he has met before, they smell... vampiric, but different as to a vampire, like a genetic relative, but not the same curse. Ambrosia is knocking on the door, here to offer a gift to the self starving vampire. It smells like she doesn't want to intrude, and has nothing but good intentions.

 (Each letter, at the bottom, has a string of letters that are revered in abyssal and can be changed to common to perform a ritual that can spiritually enter Stroth's domain)

He narrows his crimson eyes and stands up, walking over to the door and leaning against it. "Hello?"

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*Characters for today.*

Stroth is in her demi-plane, seeming to build a new body in one of her vats. Paranoid as can be, she is thinking of making this body incredibly powerful so, if she dies and gets reincarnated into it (if all goes to plan), she will be ten times more powerful with magic and hand-to-hand combat than she was before. She is shaping the body into one that resembles her very first form, a man. She is planning on fully injecting the body with high concentrations of necromantic, radiant, psychic, and force magic into the body, so it could survive being crushed by planets or being deconstructed into particle matter. 

Riotan is probably still there, just hanging out and trying to not get in the way.