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?"
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?"
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.
"How much for the ring?" They ask, examining it
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"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.
"How much for the ring?" They ask, examining it
The oni lifts the ring. "This used to be mine until I found Elmer. It summons a steed and several hunting dogs to your aid. I'll give it to you as a gift. Take good care of it, please."
"You worship the sun? It seems hard for the sun to grant you power, it being inanimate."
The think for a second before responding. "I follow the God of the Sun. worshiping is for mortals. There is a distinction between the two."
"Hmm. I would have my angels worship me, If I had the power. But to each their own." He grins cheerfully. "No matter."
"Helios... is a very mortal-like god, thusly, I possess free will... maybe that is why I am so like a human."
"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."
They nod, taking this in. "And what form do you take then?"
"Admittedly human. I have, however been forging a more perfect vessel for my soul flame." He gestures to the altar, and a suit of ceramic armor materialize atop 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.
"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.
"How much for the ring?" They ask, examining it
The oni lifts the ring. "This used to be mine until I found Elmer. It summons a steed and several hunting dogs to your aid. I'll give it to you as a gift. Take good care of it, please."
"Mmm... Most interesting." They say, putting it on the pumple of Meroving. "How much can I take as a gift?"
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"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.
"How much for the ring?" They ask, examining it
The oni lifts the ring. "This used to be mine until I found Elmer. It summons a steed and several hunting dogs to your aid. I'll give it to you as a gift. Take good care of it, please."
"Mmm... Most interesting." They say, putting it on the pumple of Meroving. "How much can I take as a gift?"
"Tell you what, you can take my Imaginary Friend too." He offers the stone. "It becomes an Unseen Servant, and can answer your questions. It is always wrong, but in a way that has logic to it. For example, it might tell you that you can soak raisins in grape juice to turn them back into grapes."
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
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?"
"... Did you just pull a Mansa Musa..."
He grins. "I mean, is that a problem?"
She shrugs, "It's probably not enough gold to crash the economy"
*hmmmmmmmm, who to spook with my huge armored boi........lets go with Kinsley*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kinsley is chilling, having a grand old time creating little paper dolls, sitting in the tavern
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"... Did you just pull a Mansa Musa..."
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A heavily armored figure sits down next to them, almost soundless. Vines with roses curl around this hulking figures armor
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He grins. "I mean, is that a problem?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"How much?"
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They pat them on the back. "How so? If I might pardon to ask."
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They nod, taking this in. "And what form do you take then?"
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"How much for the ring?" They ask, examining it
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"It can get... boring I guess? Nit having a place to sleep sucks sometimes." He sighs
They nod in agreement. "Town got burnt down like last week. Been hard."
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The oni lifts the ring. "This used to be mine until I found Elmer. It summons a steed and several hunting dogs to your aid. I'll give it to you as a gift. Take good care of it, please."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Admittedly human. I have, however been forging a more perfect vessel for my soul flame." He gestures to the altar, and a suit of ceramic armor materialize atop it.
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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.
"Yikes, sorry to hear that"
"Mmm... Most interesting." They say, putting it on the pumple of Meroving. "How much can I take as a gift?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Tell you what, you can take my Imaginary Friend too." He offers the stone. "It becomes an Unseen Servant, and can answer your questions. It is always wrong, but in a way that has logic to it. For example, it might tell you that you can soak raisins in grape juice to turn them back into grapes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
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
*Waaa, was working on math, sorry*
Kinsley slowly turns their head visibly confused, ears folding back and eyes going wide as they see the figure next to them, "uh. Um. hi."
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She shrugs, "It's probably not enough gold to crash the economy"
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"One... No, two favors."
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