Skriggle is filling out orders for weapons from the finest goblin blacksmiths.
Jebidiah is counting money, sitting in a tent in the woods.
*description?*
A young human wizard walks over to them, waving to them
The wizard sees a big, burly orc with 3-inch tusks and small round spectacles. Scattered around are boxes of bullets and philosophy books. He is counting gold coins from a bag.
“Why hello, accquantience. How might you be this fine morning?”
"I am good. And you?"
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
Skriggle is filling out orders for weapons from the finest goblin blacksmiths.
Jebidiah is counting money, sitting in a tent in the woods.
*description?*
A young human wizard walks over to them, waving to them
The wizard sees a big, burly orc with 3-inch tusks and small round spectacles. Scattered around are boxes of bullets and philosophy books. He is counting gold coins from a bag.
“Why hello, accquantience. How might you be this fine morning?”
"I am good. And you?"
They ponder on this. “Alright. You are some adventure I take it?”
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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
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.
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
Sylvan smiles. "There is no reason for that. You may not like me, but faking such an emotion can be considered an insult." They pull a spear out to open a cabinet out of their reach, a bag of unknown meat falling out. At once, 6 of the young wolves attack it, trying to get to the delicate smell. The final one, and the one you just put on the floor, is sniffing the meal you prepare.
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
Sylvan smiles. "There is no reason for that. You may not like me, but faking such an emotion can be considered an insult." They pull a spear out to open a cabinet out of their reach, a bag of unknown meat falling out. At once, 6 of the young wolves attack it, trying to get to the delicate smell. The final one, and the one you just put on the floor, is sniffing the meal you prepare.
(I was told most mammals enjoyed such jesters) they explain. (Now why are you here in the kitchen?) Ihtros asks, as Throden stays, going back to cooking
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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?)
(I guess.)
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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.
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 am good. And you?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
They ponder on this. “Alright. You are some adventure I take it?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*gtg*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Loved by some. Certainly not by others." He grins and shakes their hand. "I haven't heard of Helios before. Are you some sort of cleric?"
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.
“A god of light and knowledge. I am not quite a cleric, but similar.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*hello everyone, still alive and online*
Raphael is tending to the sick and wounded
Meroving/Ani is looking for adventurers
Yossele is making a bracelet
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Sylvan smiles. "There is no reason for that. You may not like me, but faking such an emotion can be considered an insult." They pull a spear out to open a cabinet out of their reach, a bag of unknown meat falling out. At once, 6 of the young wolves attack it, trying to get to the delicate smell. The final one, and the one you just put on the floor, is sniffing the meal you prepare.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
(I was told most mammals enjoyed such jesters) they explain. (Now why are you here in the kitchen?) Ihtros asks, as Throden stays, going back to cooking
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(I guess.)
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.
Meroving sees an orc with a pair of holstered revolvers.
Yossele sees a goblin nearby eating a bird.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*GOOOOD MORNING :3*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*To you too. How are you doin'?*
Roshavek is drinking. He's taken to keeping his hood up to hide the mark.
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.
Kelipso looks over, sipping his morning tea.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*GOOOOOD MORNING*
Lance is taking care of an owlbear.
Nick is munching on an apple
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
What seems to be a homeless man in a tattered suit is sitting under a tree near the tavern, muttering to himself in celestial.
Tristan is carving something out of wood in with a knife made of black iron.
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.
*Totally not making a devil/demon/elder evil to bring in here... that would be craaaazy hahahahahahah*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*wild almost*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hello people. How are y'all?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Great, how about you?*
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.
*Pretty good. Let me dig up our convo*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now