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.
Rag drops the wood in the fireplace and walks over, his kiss the cool apron still on. He domineers over the women, a smile on his face but the air around him frigid “Excuse me, you are inside of an inn. Bounties don’t apply in here. If you continue after this warning I will have to make you leave, willingly or otherwise.”
Damian immediately loses interest.
“There is clearly a job board here, and I’m quite certain you are not employed at this establishment.” She stares him down. “As part of interplanar law, I am within every right to list job postings and pursue felons past my world’s border. If you would like to attempt to stop me, be my guest. I will not rest until my target is apprehended.”
“Of course ma’am. I suppose I have to do this then.” He wraps his massive arms around her head. Grapple:24
Roran laughs a little. “And.. was it because your name was finch that you were cursed with that specific brand of lycanthropy? Or was it just a cruel universal coincidence.”
"I though I explained this, dogbreath." He chuckles back. "It's a nickname, an alias. Tristan is my first name, and Albans my last."
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.
Rag drops the wood in the fireplace and walks over, his kiss the cool apron still on. He domineers over the women, a smile on his face but the air around him frigid “Excuse me, you are inside of an inn. Bounties don’t apply in here. If you continue after this warning I will have to make you leave, willingly or otherwise.”
Damian immediately loses interest.
“There is clearly a job board here, and I’m quite certain you are not employed at this establishment.” She stares him down. “As part of interplanar law, I am within every right to list job postings and pursue felons past my world’s border. If you would like to attempt to stop me, be my guest. I will not rest until my target is apprehended.”
“Of course ma’am. I suppose I have to do this then.” He wraps his massive arms around her head. Grapple:24
”Insolent brute. If only your mind were as great as your apparently useless brawn.”
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*Wow.... A 5 and a 3 are really bad grapple rolls jeez*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Roran laughs a little. “And.. was it because your name was finch that you were cursed with that specific brand of lycanthropy? Or was it just a cruel universal coincidence.”
"I though I explained this, dogbreath." He chuckles back. "It's a nickname, an alias. Tristan is my first name, and Albans my last."
“I thought it was like a middle name or something! I don’t have dog breath.” Roran checks his breath to make sure.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Rag drops the wood in the fireplace and walks over, his kiss the cool apron still on. He domineers over the women, a smile on his face but the air around him frigid “Excuse me, you are inside of an inn. Bounties don’t apply in here. If you continue after this warning I will have to make you leave, willingly or otherwise.”
Damian immediately loses interest.
“There is clearly a job board here, and I’m quite certain you are not employed at this establishment.” She stares him down. “As part of interplanar law, I am within every right to list job postings and pursue felons past my world’s border. If you would like to attempt to stop me, be my guest. I will not rest until my target is apprehended.”
“Of course ma’am. I suppose I have to do this then.” He wraps his massive arms around her head. Grapple:24
Rag drops the wood in the fireplace and walks over, his kiss the cool apron still on. He domineers over the women, a smile on his face but the air around him frigid “Excuse me, you are inside of an inn. Bounties don’t apply in here. If you continue after this warning I will have to make you leave, willingly or otherwise.”
Damian immediately loses interest.
“There is clearly a job board here, and I’m quite certain you are not employed at this establishment.” She stares him down. “As part of interplanar law, I am within every right to list job postings and pursue felons past my world’s border. If you would like to attempt to stop me, be my guest. I will not rest until my target is apprehended.”
“Of course ma’am. I suppose I have to do this then.” He wraps his massive arms around her head. Grapple:24
”Insolent brute. If only your mind were as great as your apparently useless brawn.”
He is beaten in the contest. Int check:15 His muscles seem to grow tighter as he rages. He walks back over and wraps his arms around her. Grapple:38
*Grapple probably doesnt happen cause incapacitated*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
He is beaten in the contest. Int check:15 His muscles seem to grow tighter as he rages. He walks back over and wraps his arms around her. Grapple:38
Fail. He’s incapacitated until the start of her next turn. Elysia casts Banishment. Make a CHA save.
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He is beaten in the contest. Int check:15 His muscles seem to grow tighter as he rages. He walks back over and wraps his arms around her. Grapple:38
Fail. He’s incapacitated until the start of her next turn. Elysia casts Banishment. Make a CHA save.
Cha:22
Success. Elysia misty steps 30 ft away outside and backs up 20 ft.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Oki, a little intro rn since i got the time and i'm really excited to use this character :D*
A cart pulls into town, dragged along by a horse with dull gray fur. The driver looks at a tiefling man who's riding atop the hay held in the back and gestures towards the cobblestone of the town square, "Here's your stop, stay safe now." He says, the young man nodding and givng a wink, "Hey, i never cause any trouble." he says with a grin, hopping off the cart while the driver rolls his eyes, continueing to the market without him. The tiefling brushes himself off, his skin lightish blue color with a head of short black hair. His eyes are a deep vibrant purple with no pupils, tho it's easy to tell that he's looking around by the way he moves his head. A pair of smooth horns curl out of his head, down and forward almost like tusks or a dragons horns. The similarly blueish material is decorated in silver wire, with little heart shaped charms hanging off them, a little tear drop shape under them. Their outfit consists of a loose white dress shirt and a lavish overcoat with various patterns throughout the material, the main point on the back being an abjuration esc symbol. His pants are comfortably fit, tied with wraps at the shin, with a pair of hooved feet at the ends.
He stretches for a moment, looking around the square for a moment with a bright smile on his face
He is beaten in the contest. Int check:15 His muscles seem to grow tighter as he rages. He walks back over and wraps his arms around her. Grapple:38
Fail. He’s incapacitated until the start of her next turn. Elysia casts Banishment. Make a CHA save.
Cha:22
Success. Elysia misty steps 30 ft away outside and backs up 20 ft.
*Is he still incapacitated? If not.* He stands up, dusts himself off, and rages once again. He doesn’t move and calmly says “Please do not bring law and order into this establishment. I would love to fight you and all but I have a job to do. Leave your bounty outside please.”
*Oki, a little intro rn since i got the time and i'm really excited to use this character :D*
A cart pulls into town, dragged along by a horse with dull gray fur. The driver looks at a tiefling man who's riding atop the hay held in the back and gestures towards the cobblestone of the town square, "Here's your stop, stay safe now." He says, the young man nodding and givng a wink, "Hey, i never cause any trouble." he says with a grin, hopping off the cart while the driver rolls his eyes, continueing to the market without him. The tiefling brushes himself off, his skin lightish blue color with a head of short black hair. His eyes are a deep vibrant purple with no pupils, tho it's easy to tell that he's looking around by the way he moves his head. A pair of smooth horns curl out of his head, down and forward almost like tusks or a dragons horns. The similarly blueish material is decorated in silver wire, with little heart shaped charms hanging off them, a little tear drop shape under them. Their outfit consists of a loose white dress shirt and a lavish overcoat with various patterns throughout the material, the main point on the back being an abjuration esc symbol. His pants are comfortably fit, tied with wraps at the shin, with a pair of hooved feet at the ends.
He stretches for a moment, looking around the square for a moment with a bright smile on his face
A tall woman in full plate armor wielding a glaive stands in front of the tavern, her face set into a frown. She has a unicorn horn protruding from her forehead, as well as a tail. She gives the tiefling a glance, then stares for a moment, surprised.
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Ilheia appears outside, floating upside down and looking around carefully "Now where is it.....? Hmmm..."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
He is beaten in the contest. Int check:15 His muscles seem to grow tighter as he rages. He walks back over and wraps his arms around her. Grapple:38
Fail. He’s incapacitated until the start of her next turn. Elysia casts Banishment. Make a CHA save.
Cha:22
Success. Elysia misty steps 30 ft away outside and backs up 20 ft.
*Is he still incapacitated? If not.* He stands up, dusts himself off, and rages once again. He doesn’t move and calmly says “Please do not bring law and order into this establishment. I would love to fight you and all but I have a job to do. Leave your bounty outside please.”
“You don’t work here. If you are going to fight me, do it outside. We can stand there grappling all day and get nowhere.” She readies her glaive. “An establishment without law and order is an unsafe environment of anarchy. However, it is not law and order I seek. It is a single individual. What sort of delusion are you in where you believe that it is illegal to post bounties in an inn?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Oki, a little intro rn since i got the time and i'm really excited to use this character :D*
A cart pulls into town, dragged along by a horse with dull gray fur. The driver looks at a tiefling man who's riding atop the hay held in the back and gestures towards the cobblestone of the town square, "Here's your stop, stay safe now." He says, the young man nodding and givng a wink, "Hey, i never cause any trouble." he says with a grin, hopping off the cart while the driver rolls his eyes, continueing to the market without him. The tiefling brushes himself off, his skin lightish blue color with a head of short black hair. His eyes are a deep vibrant purple with no pupils, tho it's easy to tell that he's looking around by the way he moves his head. A pair of smooth horns curl out of his head, down and forward almost like tusks or a dragons horns. The similarly blueish material is decorated in silver wire, with little heart shaped charms hanging off them, a little tear drop shape under them. Their outfit consists of a loose white dress shirt and a lavish overcoat with various patterns throughout the material, the main point on the back being an abjuration esc symbol. His pants are comfortably fit, tied with wraps at the shin, with a pair of hooved feet at the ends.
He stretches for a moment, looking around the square for a moment with a bright smile on his face
A tall woman in full plate armor wielding a glaive stands in front of the tavern, her face set into a frown. She has a unicorn horn protruding from her forehead, as well as a tail. She gives the tiefling a glance, then stares for a moment, surprised.
He looks towards her after a moment, noticing the stares and gives a toothy grin, waving at her as he walks over
Roran laughs a little. “And.. was it because your name was finch that you were cursed with that specific brand of lycanthropy? Or was it just a cruel universal coincidence.”
"I though I explained this, dogbreath." He chuckles back. "It's a nickname, an alias. Tristan is my first name, and Albans my last."
“I thought it was like a middle name or something! I don’t have dog breath.” Roran checks his breath to make sure.
*I am getting an extreme sense of deja vu*
"Do you think I'd kiss you if your breath was that bad?" Finch smirks. "You hungry?"
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 looks towards her after a moment, noticing the stares and gives a toothy grin, waving at her as he walks over
*Does she speak infernal?*
*She does.*
”I.. hello? Do I know you?”
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*Morning all!*
Harrison is painting a metal sign, with his mech holding the sign up for him. It currently reads "Foliage Removal & Gar..."
A person in an alien suit of armor is studying the circle of ash in the forest.
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.
“Of course ma’am. I suppose I have to do this then.” He wraps his massive arms around her head. Grapple:24
"I though I explained this, dogbreath." He chuckles back. "It's a nickname, an alias. Tristan is my first name, and Albans my last."
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.
Contested: 26
Make an INT save against Raulothim’s Psychic Lance
”Insolent brute. If only your mind were as great as your apparently useless brawn.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Wow.... A 5 and a 3 are really bad grapple rolls jeez*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
“I thought it was like a middle name or something! I don’t have dog breath.” Roran checks his breath to make sure.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He is beaten in the contest. Int check:8
His muscles seem to grow tighter as he rages. He walks back over and wraps his arms around her. Grapple:41
*Grapple probably doesnt happen cause incapacitated*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Fail. He’s incapacitated until the start of her next turn. Elysia casts Banishment. Make a CHA save.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Cha:12
Success. Elysia misty steps 30 ft away outside and backs up 20 ft.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Oki, a little intro rn since i got the time and i'm really excited to use this character :D*
A cart pulls into town, dragged along by a horse with dull gray fur. The driver looks at a tiefling man who's riding atop the hay held in the back and gestures towards the cobblestone of the town square, "Here's your stop, stay safe now." He says, the young man nodding and givng a wink, "Hey, i never cause any trouble." he says with a grin, hopping off the cart while the driver rolls his eyes, continueing to the market without him. The tiefling brushes himself off, his skin lightish blue color with a head of short black hair. His eyes are a deep vibrant purple with no pupils, tho it's easy to tell that he's looking around by the way he moves his head. A pair of smooth horns curl out of his head, down and forward almost like tusks or a dragons horns. The similarly blueish material is decorated in silver wire, with little heart shaped charms hanging off them, a little tear drop shape under them. Their outfit consists of a loose white dress shirt and a lavish overcoat with various patterns throughout the material, the main point on the back being an abjuration esc symbol. His pants are comfortably fit, tied with wraps at the shin, with a pair of hooved feet at the ends.
He stretches for a moment, looking around the square for a moment with a bright smile on his face
*Is he still incapacitated? If not.* He stands up, dusts himself off, and rages once again. He doesn’t move and calmly says “Please do not bring law and order into this establishment. I would love to fight you and all but I have a job to do. Leave your bounty outside please.”
A tall woman in full plate armor wielding a glaive stands in front of the tavern, her face set into a frown. She has a unicorn horn protruding from her forehead, as well as a tail. She gives the tiefling a glance, then stares for a moment, surprised.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Ilheia appears outside, floating upside down and looking around carefully "Now where is it.....? Hmmm..."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
“You don’t work here. If you are going to fight me, do it outside. We can stand there grappling all day and get nowhere.” She readies her glaive. “An establishment without law and order is an unsafe environment of anarchy. However, it is not law and order I seek. It is a single individual. What sort of delusion are you in where you believe that it is illegal to post bounties in an inn?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Damian walks past, more notes sticking to his body as he mumbles to himself about cabbages.
He looks towards her after a moment, noticing the stares and gives a toothy grin, waving at her as he walks over
*Does she speak infernal?*
*I am getting an extreme sense of deja vu*
"Do you think I'd kiss you if your breath was that bad?" Finch smirks. "You hungry?"
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.
*She does.*
”I.. hello? Do I know you?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ