[[ tell technically just college level art stuff online it was like 250 bucks for the year, I’m excited tho, a dude who worked at Disney is one of the teachers ]]
*OooooO! Thats awesome!*
[[ yeah, wanna get a job but i‘m to nervous to fill out a resume and to self conscious to sell my art 🥴]]
*I think your art looks great :D*
[[ thx but i still lack a large amount of self confidence due to my own personal criticism 🫠 ]]
*We are our greatest critics. So if you think its mediocre, its probably great*
[[ thx… anywho wanna rp? I got rune chillin around, friend waking up from a sleep, and Loki frantically searching for Aovin ]]
*Sure! Have you seen my newer character?*
Aovin is curled up in the cellar, staring into the distance
The hobgoblin is sitting at his table, the sprite waiting for orders on the table
[[ nope 🫠]]
Loki rushes in, panting
rune, a 9 foot tall enderman, is at the table next to the hobgoblin. He looks over, not making eye contact “⊑⟒⌰⌰⍜”
Aovin looks up at him in the darkness, barely visible
The hobgoblin looks over, "In common?"
Loki’s carrying a lantern, “Aovin? Are you ok?”
Rune seems to realize what he said “sorry, i was saying Hello” embarrassed ender noises “i tend to speak in my native tongue more often then not”
"THe light hurts." he says weakly, his coat wrapped over him
"Ah, hello." The hobgoblin nods, "Thats an interesting tongue."
Loki turns off the lantern and sits next to Aovin
“thank you? It’s enderian, not many people know how to speak it or what it means unless you’re an enderman”
Aovin shivers as they sit, leaning on loki
He nods, "I see. Exotic choice of language."
Loki hugs Aovin, tail wrapping around his brother’s
“i didn’t choose to learn enderian, I’m an enderman, so i was taught it by my parents” his long tail flicks, particles bouncing off him and occasionally touching the hobgoblin
Aovin breaths shakily, hugging loki back. Loki can tell that Aovin's tail was damaged recently, and is only now starting to recover.
"What is this stuff?" He gestures to the particles
Loki has engaged calm anger mode “where is the person who did this to you, Aovin, you are going to answer me or ⟟ will find them myself, and you know I’m merciless when I’m angry”
“Erhm… how do you say in in your tongue… dust? Or- or particles?” He’s clumsy over the words
"Its nothing loki. An a-acident." He sighs
"Particles would be the correct term." He nods, "You should learn to speak common, it would be helpful to you."
[i have an intro i don't think lawrence has seen:]
The door to the inn opens, a hobgoblin man stepping inside. He seems in his mid 30s, dressed in a set of splint armor without one of the gauntlets. His skin is a brownish red, with black eyes and long chocolate brown hair tied back behind his head in a ponytail type style, ending at around shoulder length. Around his waist is a belt, a sheathed longsword attatched to it on the left side and a decanter on the right. In the back of their left handed gauntlet is a pale white stone compared to the gray metal. On their right hand is an ornate gold ring, a star ruby being the focal gem of the item. Over the shoulder of the man flits a sprite, dressed in small clothes. Over their shoulder is a small longbow and a quiver of arrows. They seem nervous as they look towards the hobgoblin, who glares back at them for the moment, "Is this the best you could come up with you whelp?" He says in an annoyed tone. The sprite looks down at the floor, "Y-yes sir, this is the best inn i could find within the plane-" He starts, before the hobgoblin cuts them off, "This place is filthy you imbecile. Theres fur everywhere." He sighs, swatting the sprite towards the front counter, "Go book a room, and order a drink. Anyhting that tastes better than this place looks will do." He orders the sprite, who flits off obediently as the man sits at an empty table, not looking at any of the patrons and instead pulling a book from their armor, beginnig to write in it.
[i have an intro i don't think lawrence has seen:]
The door to the inn opens, a hobgoblin man stepping inside. He seems in his mid 30s, dressed in a set of splint armor without one of the gauntlets. His skin is a brownish red, with black eyes and long chocolate brown hair tied back behind his head in a ponytail type style, ending at around shoulder length. Around his waist is a belt, a sheathed longsword attatched to it on the left side and a decanter on the right. In the back of their left handed gauntlet is a pale white stone compared to the gray metal. On their right hand is an ornate gold ring, a star ruby being the focal gem of the item. Over the shoulder of the man flits a sprite, dressed in small clothes. Over their shoulder is a small longbow and a quiver of arrows. They seem nervous as they look towards the hobgoblin, who glares back at them for the moment, "Is this the best you could come up with you whelp?" He says in an annoyed tone. The sprite looks down at the floor, "Y-yes sir, this is the best inn i could find within the plane-" He starts, before the hobgoblin cuts them off, "This place is filthy you imbecile. Theres fur everywhere." He sighs, swatting the sprite towards the front counter, "Go book a room, and order a drink. Anyhting that tastes better than this place looks will do." He orders the sprite, who flits off obediently as the man sits at an empty table, not looking at any of the patrons and instead pulling a book from their armor, beginnig to write in it.
Xan is in his room, having an emotional and mental breakdown.
Adder is in his room, having a joyful time trying to wash his body after he was beaten up yesterday.
<hmmmmmmmmmm i think I have someone I can use>
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[i have an intro i don't think lawrence has seen:]
The door to the inn opens, a hobgoblin man stepping inside. He seems in his mid 30s, dressed in a set of splint armor without one of the gauntlets. His skin is a brownish red, with black eyes and long chocolate brown hair tied back behind his head in a ponytail type style, ending at around shoulder length. Around his waist is a belt, a sheathed longsword attatched to it on the left side and a decanter on the right. In the back of their left handed gauntlet is a pale white stone compared to the gray metal. On their right hand is an ornate gold ring, a star ruby being the focal gem of the item. Over the shoulder of the man flits a sprite, dressed in small clothes. Over their shoulder is a small longbow and a quiver of arrows. They seem nervous as they look towards the hobgoblin, who glares back at them for the moment, "Is this the best you could come up with you whelp?" He says in an annoyed tone. The sprite looks down at the floor, "Y-yes sir, this is the best inn i could find within the plane-" He starts, before the hobgoblin cuts them off, "This place is filthy you imbecile. Theres fur everywhere." He sighs, swatting the sprite towards the front counter, "Go book a room, and order a drink. Anyhting that tastes better than this place looks will do." He orders the sprite, who flits off obediently as the man sits at an empty table, not looking at any of the patrons and instead pulling a book from their armor, beginnig to write in it.
Xan is in his room, having an emotional and mental breakdown.
Adder is in his room, having a joyful time trying to wash his body after he was beaten up yesterday.
<hmmmmmmmmmm i think I have someone I can use>
Isaac knocks on his door
Azazel looks around before heading up to adder's room with a pie
[[ ⟟ gotta go ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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"Its nothing loki. An a-acident." He sighs
"Particles would be the correct term." He nods, "You should learn to speak common, it would be helpful to you."
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
*your up early Alaric*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Good Morrow everyone :]*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Yeah, i really should be asleep but my schedules all whack*
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
*Lawrence! I missed you!*
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 missed ya too!! -suplex hugs-*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Timber is curled up next to the fire
Galax is doing stuff
Open slot for any of my other characters you guys remember
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Same here, I have to wake up even earlier tomorrow because driver's ed
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Tackle hugs*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Adder is still sleeping off being beat up. He is up in his room, painfully trying to sleep.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Weeee! -reverse suplex bodyslam triplex hug-*
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
*-hugs dragons-*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*-screams-*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Isaac isn't feeling well, trying to find xan
Azazel is making a pie, wondering where adder is
[i have an intro i don't think lawrence has seen:]
The door to the inn opens, a hobgoblin man stepping inside. He seems in his mid 30s, dressed in a set of splint armor without one of the gauntlets. His skin is a brownish red, with black eyes and long chocolate brown hair tied back behind his head in a ponytail type style, ending at around shoulder length. Around his waist is a belt, a sheathed longsword attatched to it on the left side and a decanter on the right. In the back of their left handed gauntlet is a pale white stone compared to the gray metal. On their right hand is an ornate gold ring, a star ruby being the focal gem of the item. Over the shoulder of the man flits a sprite, dressed in small clothes. Over their shoulder is a small longbow and a quiver of arrows. They seem nervous as they look towards the hobgoblin, who glares back at them for the moment, "Is this the best you could come up with you whelp?" He says in an annoyed tone. The sprite looks down at the floor, "Y-yes sir, this is the best inn i could find within the plane-" He starts, before the hobgoblin cuts them off, "This place is filthy you imbecile. Theres fur everywhere." He sighs, swatting the sprite towards the front counter, "Go book a room, and order a drink. Anyhting that tastes better than this place looks will do." He orders the sprite, who flits off obediently as the man sits at an empty table, not looking at any of the patrons and instead pulling a book from their armor, beginnig to write in it.
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
Xan is in his room, having an emotional and mental breakdown.
Adder is in his room, having a joyful time trying to wash his body after he was beaten up yesterday.
<hmmmmmmmmmm i think I have someone I can use>
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hey everbody*
*What do you think of my new PF?*
Sylvan is out in the forest
Cerberus and Ternikus are playing Dragon chess, which I am imaging similar to 3D chess
MY INFO
Timber is curled up next to the fire
Galax is helping Azazel cook
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Isaac knocks on his door
Azazel looks around before heading up to adder's room with a pie
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
"Come give adder the pie with me," He says cheerfully
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