Lord's Rest Inn

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*good hellos fruends!*

 *ALARIC!!!!*

 *lawrence!!*

 *HOW ARE YA -GRIPS IN HEADLOCK-*

 

Lore is sitting inside the library of the tavern. She walks around as books float around her, opened and waiting for their stories to be read by the Archdruid. She is dressed in a black, sleeveless turtleneck, a pair of grey trousers, and simple boots. On a sofa beside her sits her staff as well as a numerous amount of weapons from different worlds. Her dogs lie on the floor, curled up and snoozing. 

Elise is outside. She is dressed in simple leather armor and is practicing her swordplay by cutting down dummies like they were nothing but butter. She was barely breaking a sweat with each stroke of her blade. 

Perse was sitting on the tavern roof, humming to herself while watching the sun. She seemed to be talking to it and responding as if it were talking back to her. She wears a long, pale green, tunic-like dress and carries her silver staff in her hand. 

 *ACK- IM DOING GOOD, HOW ARE YOU*

*lol, I have a sun God I just remembered, I kinda wanna mess with perse*

Robin is watching Elise fight dummies, fiddling with a compass

 *MWHAHAHAHAH YES PLEASE DO.*

*Im multitasking by playing AFK arena and rping like a og.*

Elise looks over and gives a small wave.

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Lore is sitting inside the library of the tavern. She walks around as books float around her, opened and waiting for their stories to be read by the Archdruid. She is dressed in a black, sleeveless turtleneck, a pair of grey trousers, and simple boots. On a sofa beside her sits her staff as well as a numerous amount of weapons from different worlds. Her dogs lie on the floor, curled up and snoozing. 

Teko walks up to Lore and watches. "Thats a lot of books "

 

 "Hm? Ah yes, they are tomes on world history. I'm hunting a dragon down and I am trying to find where it has decided to hide." She said and smiled.

 "hmm. what kind of dragon."

 "Red and White dragon. Mated pair I suppose." She said and sat down, picking up a spear that instantly wreathed in flames as soo as she grasped it.

 You see he''s delighted by this. "cool"

 "I've never expected a Dragonborn to be delighted with someone killing their ancestors" she said

 "I mean the spear." he giggles.

 "Ah. I make magical weapons... Would you like to see a few?"

 "Yes yes!!!" he claps his hands together

 She smiles and picks up a Sickle and turns it to show Teko the runes and blade "My patron gave me this. It delivers vicious cuts of ice into the body." She said and picked up a pillow and threw it in the air. The blade cut through it with ease as the fabric crackled with frost and ice.

 "OooooOOoHHHOOOOO"

 she chuckles and then picks up a whip that is threaded with nine black leather straps intertwined with silver thread. "The whip of Djorn. Delivers blows of necrotic power to the target that can cause them to pass out on impact." She said and snapped the whip back, the leather cords making a loud snap noise as they suddenly hit another pillow. The fabric and stuffing disintegrating into a disgusting once-plush pile.

 "I likeee"

 "I made a few of these like the spear and that bow and arrow set over there, but the sickle and this whip were gifted to me by friends." She explains and chuckles "I tend to collect magic items for some reason."

 "Its a good hobby, I like to cook" then you hear him whisper. "...people."

 "You eat people?" she asked, her eyes suddenly ablaze with white fire "You better not do that here."

 "I don't eat people. I cook the people I kill and make other people eat them. I also cook normal dishes. But pranks are more fun. Don't worry I haven't cooked someone in a couple years."

 "So a weird version of a cannibal." she hisses between gritted teeth. Her hand wrapped around her staff as she walked forward "Its not fun for some people."

 "Well yeah cause I'm not a human and like I said I don't eat humans. And its not like I'm killing them to get someone to eat them. I just don't want their body to go to waste yknow?" He talking a lot now

 "Still. A body should be buried cremated, buried, and showed respect. Not being used in elaborate pranks and fed to others unwittingly." She said and pointed the flaming spear at him.

 "Alright! Alright!" He raises his hands. " I also like baking cakes."

 "Hm." she said and relaxed, backing up.

 "This is marbles (maubles) by the way." He lifts up his tiny black kitten with blue eyes. 'meeewww'

 She smiles suddenly before coughing. She points to her dogs "Those are Elmo, Nicky, and others."

 "You have a cold?"

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*good hellos fruends!*

 *HEYA!*

 *Eyyyyy, hey theren!*

 *If you have the time and energy do you wanna rp?*

 *always got the energy! Let's go,*

 *ok!*

Theren is sitting in the corner of the tavern with his head in his hands.

Phoenix is in the library browsing.

The Reaper is outside growing flowers.

 Theren feels soft fluff hit the back of his head as Serenity hugs him, "Morning T!"

 Theren is shaking as he mumbles, "morning."

 "You feeling ok?"

 Theren sniffs before saying. "I-im fine."

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*Guess who?*

Something rises out of the lake. Or more walks out. It has grey skin, black fingernails, barnacles spattering its long arms, a pale, blank mask with a large black spiral as its only feature, and a dark blue sleeveless cloak. It rolls out a mat and sits down, laying out many small, occult trinkets on the mat.

Detect Magic:

This creature is strong in all kinds of magic, but it seems strongest in transmutation.

 Truesight:

You can tell that this is a shapeshifter, but it doesn't seem to actually have a true form.

DC 10 Religion or Arcana or DC 15 Survival or Nature to identify.

 Perse is suddenly by their side, grinning. "Hi! You smell like the sea!" she chirps and examines the trinkets, picking them up.

 *Given that she's a nature goddess, I'm gonna assume she makes the check automatically.*

This is a creature known as the Abyss (no relation to the plane of existence). It is a mighty demon known for its insidiousness, as it is completely harmless and doesn't act upon another without the consent of the party acted upon. It is very friendly, polite, honest, and gentle but its sole goal is to wipe out human nature with minimal collateral damage or loss of life. Its method is corrupting mortals until they no longer physically or mentally resemble what they once were... with their full and informed consent, of course.

It is always recognizable by its dark blue clothing and the symbol of a black spiral somewhere on its outfit. The form before you is the Wizard, a persona that gives magical powers and gifts to anyone that asks for them, heedless of the motives of the creature.

"You can have that one if you'd like. I don't think you'll need it though."

 "No i dont, they are pretty however!" she chimes and smiles. "So who are you here to destroy today?" she askes and tilted her head to the side, watching them.

 "I don't plan on destroying anyone. If they destroy themselves, so be it, but my involvement would be minor." It holds out a small, black, glass flower to her. "Just a trinket. I thought it would have some nice contrast on you. It's not magical, so don't worry."

 "Hm" she said and tilted her head, taking it and examining it happily. "Thank you so much!" she says and bows her head. She seems to take the matter and wrap it around her staff. 

 "Looks good. It looked better in my head though. Well, I can always get more trinkets." It holds out its long hand. "You already know me, but I'm afraid that we haven't met before. Would you mind telling me your name?"

 "Perse!" she said and shook its hand kindly "Goddess of Nature, the Seasons, and the Wind." she said and examined him "Why do you have barnacles on you? do you want them off?"

 "The barnacles are a bit of a long story. In my own world, I created a force called the Dark, which is an extension of my moral values. It is the exclusive source of magical power in my world. For mortals, that is. They locked their God away for the crime of 'sloth,' which is an interesting choice of sin for an omniscient being.
Before he was locked away, I started the spread of the Dark in the deep ocean in order to hide my full influence from him, and so people came to associate the ocean with my power. When I was crafting my unholy trinity of forms, I chose to make this one, the Wizard, a clear representative of magic. Since the ocean was associated with magic for mortals, it was an easy choice of symbolism.

"So while I appreciate the offer, these barnacles were a personal aesthetic choice as opposed to an infection."

 "Hm!" she said with a grin "They are pretty but they look painful as well." she said and tilted her head. 

 "They are a part of my form, although I could hide them if they make you uncomfortable."

 "No no! Im just worried about you!" she says and smiles warmly.

 The Abyss chuckles. "I've seen people worried about the Neighbor and even the Magi, but never the Wizard. You have some striking peculiarities. I think we may just get along."

 She chuckles "I hope so. I much rather be friends then be enemies." she says and leans on her silver staff, messing with the crystal flower.

 "I'm glad we see eye-to-eye on so much. Violence is a waste of time and lives at worst, and a dangerous form of entertainment at best.

I never expected a goddess and an ur-fiend to get along, but I'm glad we do. I won't bother you with offering gifts and powers, since as a goddess you need nothing, but I just wanted you to know my sentiments."

 "I rather have no violence at all." she said and smiles "To many hurt souls and families."

"Its fine. As long as you dont hurt the plants, i have no quarrel with ye."

 "My power is to change things, not hurt them. Even if my magic were to be unleashed with reckless abandon, all that would happen would be some beautiful-if-unnatural daisies."