Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens as a woman who seems to be infused with a giant caterpillar walks in. It seems to suggest that she a Chimera made up of Insect parts. Her eyes and hair as engulfed under the caterpillar’s mouth while her mouth, neck and torso are fine. Where you would expect to see normal caterpillar legs, are a thousand of arms working in unison to move her across the floor. She sits down at a table, pulls out a book from a bag slung around her shoulder, curls her thousand arm-legged body around the table and begins to read happily. (If you need a idea to what she looks like, Here: Link )
A human enters the tavern. Their black hair is in braids tied back into a bun. Their facial features are soft while their skin is a quiet tanned color that suggests that they have worked in a forge. They are fairly muscular, standing 6'2. They wear a black tank-top, cream-colored arm-bracers that cover up their forearms, long brown breeches, a blue sash made of cotton, and a pair of silver earring studs in their ears. The designs on the clothing suggest that they came from Fey-Wild. They carry a leather sack that is decorated with bone beads of some animal. On their thigh, in a sheath, is a dagger.
They go over to a table and sit down, placing their feet on the table. They pull a pure white candle out of their bag and place it on the table and light it. They stare into the flame, seeming to go into a trance.
A Young man walks into the tavern. He has soft features that are slightly tanned from the sun or something. His chestnut brown eyes flick over the people before he sets his sights on a table. He passes through tables, chairs, people, before he gets over to the table and sits down. He wears a navy blue suit jacket, a white dress-shirt, a simple black tie, black pants, and black leather boots. Around his shoulder is a leather messenger bag with abjuration runes tooled into the leather.
He pulls out a spell-book, a quill-like pen, and a bottle of silver ink. He sets his bag on the table and begins writing in his book.
(if you need an idea for what he looks like, here: LINK )
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
The door to the inn opens, and a humanoid creature walks through. Its not easy to tell what it is, as its basic shape is human but it doesn't look like one. It's body is dark, really dark, like they don't reflect back any light, seeming to be a shadow basically. Their eyes are one of the few body parts that actually has color in it, being a greenish blue color. They seem to have short poofy hair, which is also not reflecting light. They wear a set of purple robes with yellowy gold lines along the edges, which pop out against them, in addition to a tattered green wizard's hat. They seem small, standing at around 5'5", which their slight slump not helping them seem any taller. In one hand they hold an old book, and in the other they hold a bag, filled with a mix of different potions and ingredients.
They look around the inn for a moment, before walking over to a table and sitting, humming a tune as they go
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door to the inn opens, and a humanoid creature walks through. Its not easy to tell what it is, as its basic shape is human but it doesn't look like one. It's body is dark, really dark, like they don't reflect back any light, seeming to be a shadow basically. Their eyes are one of the few body parts that actually has color in it, being a greenish blue color. They seem to have short poofy hair, which is also not reflecting light. They wear a set of purple robes with yellowy gold lines along the edges, which pop out against them, in addition to a tattered green wizard's hat. They seem small, standing at around 5'5", which their slight slump not helping them seem any taller. In one hand they hold an old book, and in the other they hold a bag, filled with a mix of different potions and ingredients.
They look around the inn for a moment, before walking over to a table and sitting, humming a tune as they go
*OOOOOOOh*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
Theren nods as he sets his guitar against the wall. "Nice room by the way."
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
Theren nods as he sets his guitar against the wall. "Nice room by the way."
"Thanks" she says again "You can move one of the dogs to take a seat, they need to stop napping anyways"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
Theren nods as he sets his guitar against the wall. "Nice room by the way."
"Thanks" she says again "You can move one of the dogs to take a seat, they need to stop napping anyways"
"I dont mind standing. Do you want some help with the sickle? I've forged many weapons in my time."
The door to the inn opens, and a humanoid creature walks through. Its not easy to tell what it is, as its basic shape is human but it doesn't look like one. It's body is dark, really dark, like they don't reflect back any light, seeming to be a shadow basically. Their eyes are one of the few body parts that actually has color in it, being a greenish blue color. They seem to have short poofy hair, which is also not reflecting light. They wear a set of purple robes with yellowy gold lines along the edges, which pop out against them, in addition to a tattered green wizard's hat. They seem small, standing at around 5'5", which their slight slump not helping them seem any taller. In one hand they hold an old book, and in the other they hold a bag, filled with a mix of different potions and ingredients.
They look around the inn for a moment, before walking over to a table and sitting, humming a tune as they go
Jackson looks over and raises an eyebrow "Mn?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens as a woman who seems to be infused with a giant caterpillar walks in. It seems to suggest that she a Chimera made up of Insect parts. Her eyes and hair as engulfed under the caterpillar’s mouth while her mouth, neck and torso are fine. Where you would expect to see normal caterpillar legs, are a thousand of arms working in unison to move her across the floor. She sits down at a table, pulls out a book from a bag slung around her shoulder, curls her thousand arm-legged body around the table and begins to read happily. (If you need a idea to what she looks like, Here: Link )
A human enters the tavern. Their black hair is in braids tied back into a bun. Their facial features are soft while their skin is a quiet tanned color that suggests that they have worked in a forge. They are fairly muscular, standing 6'2. They wear a black tank-top, cream-colored arm-bracers that cover up their forearms, long brown breeches, a blue sash made of cotton, and a pair of silver earring studs in their ears. The designs on the clothing suggest that they came from Fey-Wild. They carry a leather sack that is decorated with bone beads of some animal. On their thigh, in a sheath, is a dagger.
They go over to a table and sit down, placing their feet on the table. They pull a pure white candle out of their bag and place it on the table and light it. They stare into the flame, seeming to go into a trance.
A Young man walks into the tavern. He has soft features that are slightly tanned from the sun or something. His chestnut brown eyes flick over the people before he sets his sights on a table. He passes through tables, chairs, people, before he gets over to the table and sits down. He wears a navy blue suit jacket, a white dress-shirt, a simple black tie, black pants, and black leather boots. Around his shoulder is a leather messenger bag with abjuration runes tooled into the leather.
He pulls out a spell-book, a quill-like pen, and a bottle of silver ink. He sets his bag on the table and begins writing in his book.
(if you need an idea for what he looks like, here: LINK )
*Imma swap out avery for serenity*
Serenity walks over, sitting next to the catterpiller lady, "Hi! I haven't seen another person like me in a while." She says with a smile
The door to the inn opens, and a humanoid creature walks through. Its not easy to tell what it is, as its basic shape is human but it doesn't look like one. It's body is dark, really dark, like they don't reflect back any light, seeming to be a shadow basically. Their eyes are one of the few body parts that actually has color in it, being a greenish blue color. They seem to have short poofy hair, which is also not reflecting light. They wear a set of purple robes with yellowy gold lines along the edges, which pop out against them, in addition to a tattered green wizard's hat. They seem small, standing at around 5'5", which their slight slump not helping them seem any taller. In one hand they hold an old book, and in the other they hold a bag, filled with a mix of different potions and ingredients.
They look around the inn for a moment, before walking over to a table and sitting, humming a tune as they go
Jackson looks over and raises an eyebrow "Mn?"
*Which one is jackson again?*
The person notices them and gives a small wave from their table
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
Theren nods as he sets his guitar against the wall. "Nice room by the way."
"Thanks" she says again "You can move one of the dogs to take a seat, they need to stop napping anyways"
"I dont mind standing. Do you want some help with the sickle? I've forged many weapons in my time."
"So have i" she said and raised an eyebrow "Im all good"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore opens it and wipes her forehead "Good afternoon" she says and smiles a bit. She wears a tanktop, simple leggings, and leather boots.
"Afternoon. Mind if I come in?" he asks with a slight blush.
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
Theren nods as he sets his guitar against the wall. "Nice room by the way."
"Thanks" she says again "You can move one of the dogs to take a seat, they need to stop napping anyways"
"I dont mind standing. Do you want some help with the sickle? I've forged many weapons in my time."
"So have i" she said and raised an eyebrow "Im all good"
Theren raises his hands. "Sorry, didn't mean to make it sound like you've never forged a weapon before...."
"Sure. Just working on something at the moment" she said and kept the door open for him. Her room resembles a cabin almost, the wood logs built up and patched together with plaster. Her dogs sleep on the floor, couch, and bed. Small animals like owls, mice, cats, and falcons sit inside either on perches or on spaces that they deem acceptable. She walks over to the fireplace and anvil and begins pulling out a slab of heated metal and drops it in a basin of water, causing it to sizzle and steam.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The door opens as a woman who seems to be infused with a giant caterpillar walks in. It seems to suggest that she a Chimera made up of Insect parts. Her eyes and hair as engulfed under the caterpillar’s mouth while her mouth, neck and torso are fine. Where you would expect to see normal caterpillar legs, are a thousand of arms working in unison to move her across the floor. She sits down at a table, pulls out a book from a bag slung around her shoulder, curls her thousand arm-legged body around the table and begins to read happily. (If you need a idea to what she looks like, Here: Link )
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A human enters the tavern. Their black hair is in braids tied back into a bun. Their facial features are soft while their skin is a quiet tanned color that suggests that they have worked in a forge. They are fairly muscular, standing 6'2. They wear a black tank-top, cream-colored arm-bracers that cover up their forearms, long brown breeches, a blue sash made of cotton, and a pair of silver earring studs in their ears. The designs on the clothing suggest that they came from Fey-Wild. They carry a leather sack that is decorated with bone beads of some animal. On their thigh, in a sheath, is a dagger.
They go over to a table and sit down, placing their feet on the table. They pull a pure white candle out of their bag and place it on the table and light it. They stare into the flame, seeming to go into a trance.
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A Young man walks into the tavern. He has soft features that are slightly tanned from the sun or something. His chestnut brown eyes flick over the people before he sets his sights on a table. He passes through tables, chairs, people, before he gets over to the table and sits down. He wears a navy blue suit jacket, a white dress-shirt, a simple black tie, black pants, and black leather boots. Around his shoulder is a leather messenger bag with abjuration runes tooled into the leather.
He pulls out a spell-book, a quill-like pen, and a bottle of silver ink. He sets his bag on the table and begins writing in his book.
(if you need an idea for what he looks like, here: LINK )
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Oh wow it got quiet very fast*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Sorry Spanish test*
"Whatcha makin?" he asks as he walks in and looks in wonder at the room.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
The door to the inn opens, and a humanoid creature walks through. Its not easy to tell what it is, as its basic shape is human but it doesn't look like one. It's body is dark, really dark, like they don't reflect back any light, seeming to be a shadow basically. Their eyes are one of the few body parts that actually has color in it, being a greenish blue color. They seem to have short poofy hair, which is also not reflecting light. They wear a set of purple robes with yellowy gold lines along the edges, which pop out against them, in addition to a tattered green wizard's hat. They seem small, standing at around 5'5", which their slight slump not helping them seem any taller. In one hand they hold an old book, and in the other they hold a bag, filled with a mix of different potions and ingredients.
They look around the inn for a moment, before walking over to a table and sitting, humming a tune as they go
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
*For reference, the new character looks like this :D*
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
"a new sickle" she said "my old one began to show signs of wear"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*OOOOOOOh*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm sorry, trying my best*
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
*Its all good, i like the design and the writing!!*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Theren nods as he sets his guitar against the wall. "Nice room by the way."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Thanks" she says again "You can move one of the dogs to take a seat, they need to stop napping anyways"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Thanks ^^*
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
"I dont mind standing. Do you want some help with the sickle? I've forged many weapons in my time."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Jackson looks over and raises an eyebrow "Mn?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Imma swap out avery for serenity*
Serenity walks over, sitting next to the catterpiller lady, "Hi! I haven't seen another person like me in a while." She says with a smile
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
*Which one is jackson again?*
The person notices them and gives a small wave from their table
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
"So have i" she said and raised an eyebrow "Im all good"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
[[ kawaiiiiii! Gonna yeet Vayil in here later when I won’t get in trouble for being on my phone during class qwq ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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Theren raises his hands. "Sorry, didn't mean to make it sound like you've never forged a weapon before...."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde