Sushi is hunched over a pot in the kitchen, muttering curses and laughing
An upturned pot nearby moves slightly, making a small scraping sound.
She jolts dropping the ladle into the pot, "SHOOT! SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT!"
As the ladle begins to dissolve she sighs and makes a move to grab the upturned pot.
It lifts up a tiny bit, and starts moving away quickly. The sound of tiny feet pattering on the ground can be heard, along with a faint, high-pitched cackling.
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
Rene stumbled into the tavern, hacking up blood and bile while one of her familiars, a white dove, tries to push her upstairs. She stumbled into her room, setting aside her mask and robes which have been stained red. She gets in the bathtub and pulls her knees to her chest, mumbling prayers.
Lore is enraged, and it's not hard tell that she is anything but. An area of the forest is coated in layers of deadly ice that encases everything in its cold sheen. She sits in the middle of it, wings unfolded and wrapped around her shoulders like a cloak as she stares at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.
Mauric sees her and follows to the threshold of the room. “You okay?”
Thirteen levitates down from above. “Hello Lore. How are things going?”
Rene shakes her head, burying her face in her hands.
"Terrific Thirteen. Can't you tell??" She said sarcastically.
“Do you need any healing or anything? I can help! I think…”
“He did something stupid.” Not a question but an observation.
She nods her head "Please, it hurts a lot right now.." she asked and looked up at them.
"YEAH." She hissed and rubbed her temples.
He casts cure wounds in a third level slot, healing 16 hit points of damage.
“What was it?”
She glows for a second, her long white hair glowing slightly. She violently coughs, expelling the residual blood from her lungs. She smiles "Thank you.."
"Friggin drinking himself to death and ending up in places he'll get killed.."
“No problem. Who are you?”
“I know… By the way, is it safe to land? This ice looks dangerous, but it’s hard for me to focus on the conversation while airborne.”
"I am Sister Flores.. but you can call me Rene.. I'm sorry to make you use a spell slot like that.." she said.
She waved a hand and the ice stops growing "There."
“Well if someone’s hurt, it doesn’t matter. It’s no big deal.”
Thirteen lands carefully.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rene stumbled into the tavern, hacking up blood and bile while one of her familiars, a white dove, tries to push her upstairs. She stumbled into her room, setting aside her mask and robes which have been stained red. She gets in the bathtub and pulls her knees to her chest, mumbling prayers.
Lore is enraged, and it's not hard tell that she is anything but. An area of the forest is coated in layers of deadly ice that encases everything in its cold sheen. She sits in the middle of it, wings unfolded and wrapped around her shoulders like a cloak as she stares at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.
Russ has smoke a whole pack in lass than two hours, grumbling to himself as he sits on the edge of the tavern roof. He keeps looking over a letter, once and then twice, before he summons a fire and burns the letter.
There's a knock on Rene's door after a few moments
Lore hears the sound of footsteps on the ice, approaching cautiously
*should I make another character? I have a slightly neat idea*
She walks over, putting on a white surgical mask, and opens the door.
She turns around, eyes narrowed.
*Ooooh! Yes >:3*
Efflore is there, dressed like a butler, "Um, excuse my intrusion, but are you alright? You um, threw up a lot of blood on your way in"
Aspen is there, hand against a frost covered tree as he walks on the ice, "Hello there."
*Manifesting >:3*
"No.. no really.." she said and hugged herself "I-Im sorry.. I'll clean that up.."
Lore narrows her eyes "Go away."
"No no, we have people for that. Do you... have a medicine you need or healing?" He tilts his head
"I know it's not my business." He nods, "But are you alright? Not many people freeze large areas of the forest when they're right and dandy"
She shakes her head "I could heal myself but my magic disappears when I'm like this.. I'm sorry." She says.
"No. I'm honestly lovely, can't you tell??" She snarls.
He looks around for a moment before sighing, "Usually I'm supposed to charge for things outside my job during work hours. But, I don't think they'd mind" He offers a hand, "It'd hurt a little bit, but want me to help?"
Aspen continues to walk forward, air cold as he sits in the ice across from her, "Whats making you upset, beyond my presence?"
Jeb: "Let me explain again, Highbough. A horseless carriage is speeding down a road towards a fork, and it can't stop. 5 people are tied down on the left road, and 1 person is tied down on the other. You can move a 5ft cube of dirt to block one of the roads, but only one. Is it better to let 5 people die or let 1 person die?"
“You tell him, Highbough.” Thirteen pipes up.
Kinsley walks by and mutters, "If you can move a 5 foot cube of dirt, just use it to break the cart." before beginning to pin up multiple flyers on the notice board.
Rene stumbled into the tavern, hacking up blood and bile while one of her familiars, a white dove, tries to push her upstairs. She stumbled into her room, setting aside her mask and robes which have been stained red. She gets in the bathtub and pulls her knees to her chest, mumbling prayers.
Lore is enraged, and it's not hard tell that she is anything but. An area of the forest is coated in layers of deadly ice that encases everything in its cold sheen. She sits in the middle of it, wings unfolded and wrapped around her shoulders like a cloak as she stares at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.
Mauric sees her and follows to the threshold of the room. “You okay?”
Thirteen levitates down from above. “Hello Lore. How are things going?”
Rene shakes her head, burying her face in her hands.
"Terrific Thirteen. Can't you tell??" She said sarcastically.
“Do you need any healing or anything? I can help! I think…”
“He did something stupid.” Not a question but an observation.
She nods her head "Please, it hurts a lot right now.." she asked and looked up at them.
"YEAH." She hissed and rubbed her temples.
He casts cure wounds in a third level slot, healing 16 hit points of damage.
“What was it?”
She glows for a second, her long white hair glowing slightly. She violently coughs, expelling the residual blood from her lungs. She smiles "Thank you.."
"Friggin drinking himself to death and ending up in places he'll get killed.."
“No problem. Who are you?”
“I know… By the way, is it safe to land? This ice looks dangerous, but it’s hard for me to focus on the conversation while airborne.”
"I am Sister Flores.. but you can call me Rene.. I'm sorry to make you use a spell slot like that.." she said.
She waved a hand and the ice stops growing "There."
“Well if someone’s hurt, it doesn’t matter. It’s no big deal.”
Thirteen lands carefully.
"Still, I feel bad.." she said and leaned her head back "I'm sorry."
Jeb: "Let me explain again, Highbough. A horseless carriage is speeding down a road towards a fork, and it can't stop. 5 people are tied down on the left road, and 1 person is tied down on the other. You can move a 5ft cube of dirt to block one of the roads, but only one. Is it better to let 5 people die or let 1 person die?"
“You tell him, Highbough.” Thirteen pipes up.
Kinsley walks by and mutters, "If you can move a 5 foot cube of dirt, just use it to break the cart." before beginning to pin up multiple flyers on the notice board.
“Don’t I know you from someplace?” Thirteen examines the flyers.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rene stumbled into the tavern, hacking up blood and bile while one of her familiars, a white dove, tries to push her upstairs. She stumbled into her room, setting aside her mask and robes which have been stained red. She gets in the bathtub and pulls her knees to her chest, mumbling prayers.
Lore is enraged, and it's not hard tell that she is anything but. An area of the forest is coated in layers of deadly ice that encases everything in its cold sheen. She sits in the middle of it, wings unfolded and wrapped around her shoulders like a cloak as she stares at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.
Russ has smoke a whole pack in lass than two hours, grumbling to himself as he sits on the edge of the tavern roof. He keeps looking over a letter, once and then twice, before he summons a fire and burns the letter.
There's a knock on Rene's door after a few moments
Lore hears the sound of footsteps on the ice, approaching cautiously
*should I make another character? I have a slightly neat idea*
She walks over, putting on a white surgical mask, and opens the door.
She turns around, eyes narrowed.
*Ooooh! Yes >:3*
Efflore is there, dressed like a butler, "Um, excuse my intrusion, but are you alright? You um, threw up a lot of blood on your way in"
Aspen is there, hand against a frost covered tree as he walks on the ice, "Hello there."
*Manifesting >:3*
"No.. no really.." she said and hugged herself "I-Im sorry.. I'll clean that up.."
Lore narrows her eyes "Go away."
"No no, we have people for that. Do you... have a medicine you need or healing?" He tilts his head
"I know it's not my business." He nods, "But are you alright? Not many people freeze large areas of the forest when they're right and dandy"
She shakes her head "I could heal myself but my magic disappears when I'm like this.. I'm sorry." She says.
"No. I'm honestly lovely, can't you tell??" She snarls.
He looks around for a moment before sighing, "Usually I'm supposed to charge for things outside my job during work hours. But, I don't think they'd mind" He offers a hand, "It'd hurt a little bit, but want me to help?"
Aspen continues to walk forward, air cold as he sits in the ice across from her, "Whats making you upset, beyond my presence?"
She blinks "You don't have to do that.." she said.
*wait you’re animating tales from adventurer’s tavern???*
*Trying, I need to do a hell of a lot of character designs, then 3d model the actual tavern and townscape. I've been talking with BH about general info about the area, and so far I've only managed a storyboard for THE INTRO POST, and a design for Malwyn approved by BH themself :p *
“Amazing! I will need a full account of this sometime. What is the name of your civilization?”
“You tell him, Highbough.” Thirteen pipes up.
"I am the ruler of Gøblenheim. Few books have been written of it, for it is deep in the Underdark, in a place often considered inhospitable to most living creatures."
___________
H.B: [creaking noises].
Jeb: "Do you really think it better to have more corpses with which to fertilize only your own roots, than to share with the plants that will sprout from your fallen fruits?"
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
“Amazing! I will need a full account of this sometime. What is the name of your civilization?”
“You tell him, Highbough.” Thirteen pipes up.
"I am the ruler of Gøblenheim. Few books have been written of it, for it is deep in the Underdark, in a place often considered inhospitable to most living creatures."
___________
H.B: [creaking noises].
Jeb: "Do you really think it better to have more corpses with which to fertilize only your own roots, than to share with the plants that will sprout from your fallen fruits?"
“I’ll need to find all those books then. But how rude of me, I am Cadmus! I’m here to destroy this world in about… six or so years.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jeb: "Let me explain again, Highbough. A horseless carriage is speeding down a road towards a fork, and it can't stop. 5 people are tied down on the left road, and 1 person is tied down on the other. You can move a 5ft cube of dirt to block one of the roads, but only one. Is it better to let 5 people die or let 1 person die?"
“You tell him, Highbough.” Thirteen pipes up.
Kinsley walks by and mutters, "If you can move a 5 foot cube of dirt, just use it to break the cart." before beginning to pin up multiple flyers on the notice board.
“Don’t I know you from someplace?” Thirteen examines the flyers.
"Probably, It's been a while since I've been here so I'm sorry if I don't remember who you are. May I have your name?"
The flyers are a conglomeration of bounties ranging from 5 to 100 gold, recruitment for the town guards and various guilds, fetch quests, and a couple flyers about openings for events. They're all overlapping one another and probably came from the nearby town.
Jeb: "Let me explain again, Highbough. A horseless carriage is speeding down a road towards a fork, and it can't stop. 5 people are tied down on the left road, and 1 person is tied down on the other. You can move a 5ft cube of dirt to block one of the roads, but only one. Is it better to let 5 people die or let 1 person die?"
“You tell him, Highbough.” Thirteen pipes up.
Kinsley walks by and mutters, "If you can move a 5 foot cube of dirt, just use it to break the cart." before beginning to pin up multiple flyers on the notice board.
“Don’t I know you from someplace?” Thirteen examines the flyers.
"Probably, It's been a while since I've been here so I'm sorry if I don't remember who you are. May I have your name?"
The flyers are a conglomeration of bounties ranging from 5 to 100 gold, recruitment for the town guards and various guilds, fetch quests, and a couple flyers about openings for events. They're all stacked one on top of the other and probably came from the nearby town.
“Thirteen. A necromancer.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rene stumbled into the tavern, hacking up blood and bile while one of her familiars, a white dove, tries to push her upstairs. She stumbled into her room, setting aside her mask and robes which have been stained red. She gets in the bathtub and pulls her knees to her chest, mumbling prayers.
Lore is enraged, and it's not hard tell that she is anything but. An area of the forest is coated in layers of deadly ice that encases everything in its cold sheen. She sits in the middle of it, wings unfolded and wrapped around her shoulders like a cloak as she stares at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.
Russ has smoke a whole pack in lass than two hours, grumbling to himself as he sits on the edge of the tavern roof. He keeps looking over a letter, once and then twice, before he summons a fire and burns the letter.
There's a knock on Rene's door after a few moments
Lore hears the sound of footsteps on the ice, approaching cautiously
*should I make another character? I have a slightly neat idea*
She walks over, putting on a white surgical mask, and opens the door.
She turns around, eyes narrowed.
*Ooooh! Yes >:3*
Efflore is there, dressed like a butler, "Um, excuse my intrusion, but are you alright? You um, threw up a lot of blood on your way in"
Aspen is there, hand against a frost covered tree as he walks on the ice, "Hello there."
*Manifesting >:3*
"No.. no really.." she said and hugged herself "I-Im sorry.. I'll clean that up.."
Lore narrows her eyes "Go away."
"No no, we have people for that. Do you... have a medicine you need or healing?" He tilts his head
"I know it's not my business." He nods, "But are you alright? Not many people freeze large areas of the forest when they're right and dandy"
She shakes her head "I could heal myself but my magic disappears when I'm like this.. I'm sorry." She says.
"No. I'm honestly lovely, can't you tell??" She snarls.
He looks around for a moment before sighing, "Usually I'm supposed to charge for things outside my job during work hours. But, I don't think they'd mind" He offers a hand, "It'd hurt a little bit, but want me to help?"
Aspen continues to walk forward, air cold as he sits in the ice across from her, "Whats making you upset, beyond my presence?"
She blinks "You don't have to do that.." she said.
"It's not your presence.. it's something else."
"I don't offer because I have to." He says, "I offer because you're unwell"
It lifts up a tiny bit, and starts moving away quickly. The sound of tiny feet pattering on the ground can be heard, along with a faint, high-pitched cackling.
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."
*Idk if I'll be able to do that man qwq
I have so many projects and finals, dude, I'm still working on animating the first 10 pages of ToAT
THE FIRST TEN
It sounds so easy but everybody is descriptive smh*
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“Well if someone’s hurt, it doesn’t matter. It’s no big deal.”
Thirteen lands carefully.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*btw my school caught on actual fire*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*wait you’re animating tales from adventurer’s tavern???*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He looks around for a moment before sighing, "Usually I'm supposed to charge for things outside my job during work hours. But, I don't think they'd mind" He offers a hand, "It'd hurt a little bit, but want me to help?"
Aspen continues to walk forward, air cold as he sits in the ice across from her, "Whats making you upset, beyond my presence?"
Kinsley walks by and mutters, "If you can move a 5 foot cube of dirt, just use it to break the cart." before beginning to pin up multiple flyers on the notice board.
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"Still, I feel bad.." she said and leaned her head back "I'm sorry."
Lore sighs and wipes frozen tears from her eyes.
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
“Don’t I know you from someplace?” Thirteen examines the flyers.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Haha, excuse me W H A T*
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
*no elaboration*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She blinks "You don't have to do that.." she said.
"It's not your presence.. it's something else."
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
*Trying, I need to do a hell of a lot of character designs, then 3d model the actual tavern and townscape. I've been talking with BH about general info about the area, and so far I've only managed a storyboard for THE INTRO POST, and a design for Malwyn approved by BH themself :p *
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"I am the ruler of Gøblenheim. Few books have been written of it, for it is deep in the Underdark, in a place often considered inhospitable to most living creatures."
___________
H.B: [creaking noises].
Jeb: "Do you really think it better to have more corpses with which to fertilize only your own roots, than to share with the plants that will sprout from your fallen fruits?"
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."
*ohhhh, I forgot you were doing that. Excited to see how it turns out ^^*
“I’ll need to find all those books then. But how rude of me, I am Cadmus! I’m here to destroy this world in about… six or so years.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Probably, It's been a while since I've been here so I'm sorry if I don't remember who you are. May I have your name?"
The flyers are a conglomeration of bounties ranging from 5 to 100 gold, recruitment for the town guards and various guilds, fetch quests, and a couple flyers about openings for events. They're all overlapping one another and probably came from the nearby town.
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“Thirteen. A necromancer.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I don't offer because I have to." He says, "I offer because you're unwell"
"What is it?"
*Once I get the first trial animation I'm proud of I'll post it on youtube prolly and share with the class lol.*
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?