He laughs cheerfully. "Oh, I was just looking to meet with the populace! I haven't been out and about for so long that it's almost depressing! So you are tavern staff, I take it?"
She nods, "You'd be correct, I'd be happy to assist in any way I can. You'd find.. Well, not a good representation of the populace inside, but they're like, populace."
He nods, smiling. "Now, I have a barrel of some of the finest wine I could get my claws on, and I was thinking that I could gift it to the tavern, and then buy a round of drinks for everyone. That sounds like a good first impression, don't you think?"
They nod. "I think someone had the space stone, but seemed very suspect." They state, before disappearing and reappearing. "Okay, want the reality stone back?"
"Please, happy it was useful." Kinsley takes out a crown, "Just put it back in this slot."
They nod doing so. "What powers does it have?"
"Well, I stole an idea that allowed the reality stone to be split into component parts. But didn't have the power to do that, so I stole a copy of the ability to do that from Gravedigger's shovel."
"So just altering reality? Seems 'simple', in a sense."
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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.
He laughs cheerfully. "Oh, I was just looking to meet with the populace! I haven't been out and about for so long that it's almost depressing! So you are tavern staff, I take it?"
She nods, "You'd be correct, I'd be happy to assist in any way I can. You'd find.. Well, not a good representation of the populace inside, but they're like, populace."
He nods, smiling. "Now, I have a barrel of some of the finest wine I could get my claws on, and I was thinking that I could gift it to the tavern, and then buy a round of drinks for everyone. That sounds like a good first impression, don't you think?"
She shrugs, "Better than others." Standing she opens the door for him
They bow as well. "Anistasius, apprentice wizard. What do you have to offer?"
"Ah, straight to the point, I see! I have with me quite a bit of coin, valuable trinkets, spices, and a barrel of exceedingly fine wine!"
"Ooo, trinkets. I like those. May I parous your wears?"
"I'm afraid that my most valuable wares are... hidden, but I can show you some excellent trinkets!" He reaches his claw into his robes, seemingly into his chest, and with the sounds of creaking metal, pulls out a fistful of seemingly random items.
A sword hilt with silver flame designs, a ring with images of a noble hunting on it, an Ebony Fly figurine, and a small rock with a smiley face drawn on it.
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.
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.
He laughs cheerfully. "Oh, I was just looking to meet with the populace! I haven't been out and about for so long that it's almost depressing! So you are tavern staff, I take it?"
She nods, "You'd be correct, I'd be happy to assist in any way I can. You'd find.. Well, not a good representation of the populace inside, but they're like, populace."
He nods, smiling. "Now, I have a barrel of some of the finest wine I could get my claws on, and I was thinking that I could gift it to the tavern, and then buy a round of drinks for everyone. That sounds like a good first impression, don't you think?"
She shrugs, "Better than others." Standing she opens the door for him
He walks in and places the keg on the bar, then seemingly reaches into his robes and seemingly stomach with his claws, pulling out fistful after fistful of gold coins, which he also places on the bar. More and more gold comes out, spilling over onto the bartender side floor. "Who's thirsty?"
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He nods, smiling. "Now, I have a barrel of some of the finest wine I could get my claws on, and I was thinking that I could gift it to the tavern, and then buy a round of drinks for everyone. That sounds like a good first impression, don't you think?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"So just altering reality? Seems 'simple', in a sense."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Hmm. I would have my angels worship me, If I had the power. But to each their own." He grins cheerfully. "No matter."
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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 man with an Owl mask walks by staring down at flint, head tilting a bit unnaturally, "Hello there watcher."
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"Oh, I've been traveling for a few years now, but I came from the baldurs gate area originally." He says
*That's fine. We can always do stuff next week, or whenever you have the time*
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"wow, I haven't heard of such a place. You must be a well travled person. Wish I could do such a thing."
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She shrugs, "Better than others." Standing she opens the door for him
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"Yeah, so just place it in. I'll keep the black and white gems it'll split into and return the rest to guild sub-leaders."
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"Helios... is a very mortal-like god, thusly, I possess free will... maybe that is why I am so like a human."
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They nod, doing so. "Nice. Now all I really want is the space stone, so I can travel quicker."
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
"I'm afraid that my most valuable wares are... hidden, but I can show you some excellent trinkets!" He reaches his claw into his robes, seemingly into his chest, and with the sounds of creaking metal, pulls out a fistful of seemingly random items.
A sword hilt with silver flame designs,
a ring with images of a noble hunting on it,
an Ebony Fly figurine,
and a small rock with a smiley face drawn on it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"As I said, remain watchful. You cannot take something's form and not gain some of it's characteristics. As birds chirp, mortality is a human thing."
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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.
He shrugs, smile a little sad, "Its not as fun as you think, but traveling can be enjoyable if you see cool things."
"Again, I'll look into it for a price."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I now have Kinsley free if you wanna deal with them
Also Whistler the Elementalist
And Afki the tiefling necromancer somewhere*
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*I totally would, but I gtg*
*sorry*
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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.
He walks in and places the keg on the bar, then seemingly reaches into his robes and seemingly stomach with his claws, pulling out fistful after fistful of gold coins, which he also places on the bar. More and more gold comes out, spilling over onto the bartender side floor. "Who's thirsty?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels