The dragon uses its frightful presence on not theren.
roll a dc 20 con save
23
“Well this illusion didn’t work,” the dragon said, right before it dissipated to most, showing Cerberus putting away his lute.
“Look. Just stop the shape shifting, unless we say so, and you can get a drink at the tavern.”
Cerberus Does a series of hand gestures.
If Not Theren understands sign language, he can read the spoiler.
The changeling doesn't seem to understand and flips them off
Sylvan comes out and sees the situation. “What he said was that if you stopped shapeshifting, we’ll let you get a drink.”
Persausion 29
"Screw you." they spit out, their skin bubbling more as they attempt to shapechange, only to once again be prevented by what galax did, "Motherfu-" they stop mid sentence to preserve pg-ness
Cerberus, who was slightly (GP) off with being called a (GP), starts to strummed war of the gods. A cloud starts to form in the sky. This cloud grew darker and darker. The center of the cloud had a bright blue light.
Jack was outside. He had finished his morning run around the trail that circles through the forest, beside the lake, and around the tavern. He sat down on a fallen tree to catch his breath. Sweat made itself known as it slowly dripped down his skin. He dug into his Bag of Holding and produced a flask of cold water that he drank down, happy for a bit of relief.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple black breech with a belt around his waist, simple laced boots, and his Bag of Holding connected to his belt in the form of a small hip pouch.
He watches the forest around him, taking mental notes to noises and sights.
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Lore sat inside a demiplane, the doorway to it in the form of a single icicle hanging from a tree despite it not snowing. She has been avoiding everyone and everything ever since what happened with Theren, The Doppelganger, and just pure burn out that invaded her body.
The demiplane was a room, about 12 feet by 14, comfortable furnished with a large feather bed, a soft couch facing a brick fireplace, a handsome dark-wood desk, an oriental rug spread out across the stone floor. A few artifacts hang in a glass case protected by magic.
She lies on her couch, napping.
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<Open Character Slot. Feel free to pick any characters you want to RP with>
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Cerberus, who was slightly (GP) off with being called a (GP), starts to strummed war of the gods. A cloud starts to form in the sky. This cloud grew darker and darker. The center of the cloud had a bright blue light.
Lightning strikes the doppelgänger, instantly killing it.
Cerberus, who was slightly (GP) off with being called a (GP), starts to strummed war of the gods. A cloud starts to form in the sky. This cloud grew darker and darker. The center of the cloud had a bright blue light.
Lightning strikes the doppelgänger, instantly killing it.
Cerberus, who was slightly (GP) off with being called a (GP), starts to strummed war of the gods. A cloud starts to form in the sky. This cloud grew darker and darker. The center of the cloud had a bright blue light.
Lightning strikes the doppelgänger, instantly killing it.
Jack was outside. He had finished his morning run around the trail that circles through the forest, beside the lake, and around the tavern. He sat down on a fallen tree to catch his breath. Sweat made itself known as it slowly dripped down his skin. He dug into his Bag of Holding and produced a flask of cold water that he drank down, happy for a bit of relief.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple black breech with a belt around his waist, simple laced boots, and his Bag of Holding connected to his belt in the form of a small hip pouch.
He watches the forest around him, taking mental notes to noises and sights.
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Lore sat inside a demiplane, the doorway to it in the form of a single icicle hanging from a tree despite it not snowing. She has been avoiding everyone and everything ever since what happened with Theren, The Doppelganger, and just pure burn out that invaded her body.
The demiplane was a room, about 12 feet by 14, comfortable furnished with a large feather bed, a soft couch facing a brick fireplace, a handsome dark-wood desk, an oriental rug spread out across the stone floor. A few artifacts hang in a glass case protected by magic.
She lies on her couch, napping.
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<Open Character Slot. Feel free to pick any characters you want to RP with>
Jack was outside. He had finished his morning run around the trail that circles through the forest, beside the lake, and around the tavern. He sat down on a fallen tree to catch his breath. Sweat made itself known as it slowly dripped down his skin. He dug into his Bag of Holding and produced a flask of cold water that he drank down, happy for a bit of relief.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple black breech with a belt around his waist, simple laced boots, and his Bag of Holding connected to his belt in the form of a small hip pouch.
He watches the forest around him, taking mental notes to noises and sights.
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Lore sat inside a demiplane, the doorway to it in the form of a single icicle hanging from a tree despite it not snowing. She has been avoiding everyone and everything ever since what happened with Theren, The Doppelganger, and just pure burn out that invaded her body.
The demiplane was a room, about 12 feet by 14, comfortable furnished with a large feather bed, a soft couch facing a brick fireplace, a handsome dark-wood desk, an oriental rug spread out across the stone floor. A few artifacts hang in a glass case protected by magic.
She lies on her couch, napping.
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<Open Character Slot. Feel free to pick any characters you want to RP with>
Galax knocks on the icicle "lore, you okay?"
There is no response. The icicle seems to freeze the branch of the tree that it hangs on.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Thanks Avery" timber says, giving him a kiss on the cheek
"Many thanks Avery" willow says
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"No problem," He nods, sitting beside timber and sipping his drink
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
*Gotta brb, heading to work so it may take a while*
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
*What do you do for work, also, don't let this distract you from your job!*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Timber grins and wraps his arm around Avery "thanks for helping me rescue my sister and defeat Barbosa"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
“Well this illusion didn’t work,” the dragon said, right before it dissipated to most, showing Cerberus putting away his lute.
“Look. Just stop the shape shifting, unless we say so, and you can get a drink at the tavern.”
Cerberus Does a series of hand gestures.
If Not Theren understands sign language, he can read the spoiler.
MY INFO
*good night everyone, love y'all*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Clerk mostly*
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
"You're welcome" Avery grins, "Honestly my pleasure"
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
The changeling doesn't seem to understand and flips them off
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
Sylvan comes out and sees the situation. “What he said was that if you stopped shapeshifting, we’ll let you get a drink.”
Persausion 20
MY INFO
"Screw you." they spit out, their skin bubbling more as they attempt to shapechange, only to once again be prevented by what galax did, "Motherfu-" they stop mid sentence to preserve pg-ness
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
Cerberus, who was slightly (GP) off with being called a (GP), starts to strummed war of the gods. A cloud starts to form in the sky. This cloud grew darker and darker. The center of the cloud had a bright blue light.
MY INFO
Jack was outside. He had finished his morning run around the trail that circles through the forest, beside the lake, and around the tavern. He sat down on a fallen tree to catch his breath. Sweat made itself known as it slowly dripped down his skin. He dug into his Bag of Holding and produced a flask of cold water that he drank down, happy for a bit of relief.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple black breech with a belt around his waist, simple laced boots, and his Bag of Holding connected to his belt in the form of a small hip pouch.
He watches the forest around him, taking mental notes to noises and sights.
-----------------------------
Lore sat inside a demiplane, the doorway to it in the form of a single icicle hanging from a tree despite it not snowing. She has been avoiding everyone and everything ever since what happened with Theren, The Doppelganger, and just pure burn out that invaded her body.
The demiplane was a room, about 12 feet by 14, comfortable furnished with a large feather bed, a soft couch facing a brick fireplace, a handsome dark-wood desk, an oriental rug spread out across the stone floor. A few artifacts hang in a glass case protected by magic.
She lies on her couch, napping.
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<Open Character Slot. Feel free to pick any characters you want to RP with>
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Lightning strikes the doppelgänger, instantly killing it.
MY INFO
*I just wanted to stop the doppelgänger thing*
MY INFO
*It's In the tavern, no damage is delt*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Galax knocks on the icicle "lore, you okay?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
There is no response. The icicle seems to freeze the branch of the tree that it hangs on.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm just going to pretend that Sylvan and Cerberus didn't go outside*
Those who are in the inn, you see Sylvan and Cerberus over by the quest board, hanging something up.
MY INFO