"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
Raphael is tending to wounded and sick in a nearby town
Meroving/Ani is reading a book on necromancy
Throden is baking
The sound of wolf pups barking enters the kitchen along with a pure white Tabaxi.
A ghostly eminassion appears from Throden, looking similar to the lizardfolk. (Who are you, cat folk?)
“My name is Sylvan, might I ask who you are, reptile?” One of the pups somehow got on your counter and is slowly making its way to your cooking.
The lizardfolk forces a smile. (I am Ihtros, and the living one is Throden.) They state, as the living lizardfolk proceeds to take the pup off the counter
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
*14 history roll*
”Understood sir.” They state, quickly getting the order. As the lizardfolk waiter moves to get it, a ghostly apparition stays. (So who are you?)
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A dark-brown haired man, slick with the smell of the streets, stumbles to the bar and bemoans the shortage of his favorite ale. His hair, poorly braided and falling over his face, is matted and obscures his eyes.
A blond young adult dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of baggy pants walks in reading a help wanted poster. two rapiers hand from his hip, along with a set of throwing knives.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
*20 history roll*
”Understood sir.” They state, quickly getting the order. As the lizardfolk waiter moves to get it, a ghostly apparition stays. (So who are you?)
Roshavek covers up the marking. "Roshavek Blacksteed, adventurer."
*Your history reveals its a mark given by shadow beings to souls who survive the shadowfell and get out without despair. Shows them as a target.*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
*20 history roll*
”Understood sir.” They state, quickly getting the order. As the lizardfolk waiter moves to get it, a ghostly apparition stays. (So who are you?)
Roshavek covers up the marking. "Roshavek Blacksteed, adventurer."
*Your history reveals its a mark given by shadow beings to souls who survive the shadowfell and get out without despair. Shows them as a target.*
“Most interesting. A wizard around here was looking for such people. You might want to ask them for stuff. How was the shadow fell?”
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A dark-brown haired man, slick with the smell of the streets, stumbles to the bar and bemoans the shortage of his favorite ale. His hair, poorly braided and falling over his face, is matted and obscures his eyes.
A blond young adult dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of baggy pants walks in reading a help wanted poster. two rapiers hand from his hip, along with a set of throwing knives.
Raphael waves to the both of them, walking over to whoever waves back first
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A dark-brown haired man, slick with the smell of the streets, stumbles to the bar and bemoans the shortage of his favorite ale. His hair, poorly braided and falling over his face, is matted and obscures his eyes.
A blond young adult dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of baggy pants walks in reading a help wanted poster. two rapiers hand from his hip, along with a set of throwing knives.
Raphael waves to the both of them, walking over to whoever waves back first
The blond man waves back and beckons him to a table.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
*20 history roll*
”Understood sir.” They state, quickly getting the order. As the lizardfolk waiter moves to get it, a ghostly apparition stays. (So who are you?)
Roshavek covers up the marking. "Roshavek Blacksteed, adventurer."
*Your history reveals its a mark given by shadow beings to souls who survive the shadowfell and get out without despair. Shows them as a target.*
“Most interesting. A wizard around here was looking for such people. You might want to ask them for stuff. How was the shadowfell?”
"Shh! Do you really need to know that?!" Roshavek hisses, looking around to see whether anyone heard. "If you do, despair-inducing and horrid. Just, keep that between ourselves and people I can fully trust, OK?"
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
A dark-brown haired man, slick with the smell of the streets, stumbles to the bar and bemoans the shortage of his favorite ale. His hair, poorly braided and falling over his face, is matted and obscures his eyes.
A blond young adult dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of baggy pants walks in reading a help wanted poster. two rapiers hand from his hip, along with a set of throwing knives.
Raphael waves to the both of them, walking over to whoever waves back first
The blond man waves back and beckons him to a table.
The halfling nods and walks over. “Who might you be?”
*does the man have true sight?*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
*20 history roll*
”Understood sir.” They state, quickly getting the order. As the lizardfolk waiter moves to get it, a ghostly apparition stays. (So who are you?)
Roshavek covers up the marking. "Roshavek Blacksteed, adventurer."
*Your history reveals its a mark given by shadow beings to souls who survive the shadowfell and get out without despair. Shows them as a target.*
“Most interesting. A wizard around here was looking for such people. You might want to ask them for stuff. How was the shadowfell?”
"Shh! Do you really need to know that?!" Roshavek hisses, looking around to see whether anyone heard. "If you do, despair-inducing and horrid. Just, keep that between ourselves and people I can fully trust, OK?"
They nod. (Telepathy works?)
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A dark-brown haired man, slick with the smell of the streets, stumbles to the bar and bemoans the shortage of his favorite ale. His hair, poorly braided and falling over his face, is matted and obscures his eyes.
A blond young adult dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of baggy pants walks in reading a help wanted poster. two rapiers hand from his hip, along with a set of throwing knives.
Raphael waves to the both of them, walking over to whoever waves back first
The blond man waves back and beckons him to a table.
The halfling nods and walks over. “Who might you be?”
*does the man have true sight?*
*Nope!*
The man smiles. "Tristan Finch, thief of this world. Who might you be?"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Roshavek goes to the most remote table possible.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
“Now want anything with your isolation? Maybe a piña colada?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"What in the realms is that?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
“Alcoholic drink. My ancestor will have to think deeply concerning some form of elvish alcohol.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I'm non-alcoholic. Anything to eat?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
They nod. “Most everything. That is the ancestor’s specialality.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“My name is Sylvan, might I ask who you are, reptile?” One of the pups somehow got on your counter and is slowly making its way to your cooking.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"I'll have the dish of the day, and your best non-alcoholic drink." He says, sighing. You notice he has a strange marking that looks like a shadow dragon fighting a cuatl.
*WHY DO I KEEP GETTING NINJA'D! THAT'S THE 7th TIME TODAY!!*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The lizardfolk forces a smile. (I am Ihtros, and the living one is Throden.) They state, as the living lizardfolk proceeds to take the pup off the counter
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*14 history roll*
”Understood sir.” They state, quickly getting the order. As the lizardfolk waiter moves to get it, a ghostly apparition stays. (So who are you?)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A dark-brown haired man, slick with the smell of the streets, stumbles to the bar and bemoans the shortage of his favorite ale. His hair, poorly braided and falling over his face, is matted and obscures his eyes.
A blond young adult dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of baggy pants walks in reading a help wanted poster. two rapiers hand from his hip, along with a set of throwing knives.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Roshavek covers up the marking. "Roshavek Blacksteed, adventurer."
*Your history reveals its a mark given by shadow beings to souls who survive the shadowfell and get out without despair. Shows them as a target.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
“Most interesting. A wizard around here was looking for such people. You might want to ask them for stuff. How was the shadow fell?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael waves to the both of them, walking over to whoever waves back first
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The blond man waves back and beckons him to a table.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Shh! Do you really need to know that?!" Roshavek hisses, looking around to see whether anyone heard. "If you do, despair-inducing and horrid. Just, keep that between ourselves and people I can fully trust, OK?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The halfling nods and walks over. “Who might you be?”
*does the man have true sight?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They nod. (Telepathy works?)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Nope!*
The man smiles. "Tristan Finch, thief of this world. Who might you be?"
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*got it*
”Raphael, servant of Helios.” They respond in turn, offering a hand. “I take it you are some loveable rogue?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now