The Music begins to start, as now rolling into Town is a cloaked figure hunched over. They seem to be pushing a small cart with a Roof and a miniature door in the front, their hand seems to also be spinning a lever on the back of the cart causing a sound to play out of it. With each twirl of the lever the song continues until it reaches the Village square, then the Music finally stops.
And with a sudden pull of the lever and a slight grunt from the cloaked figure, the Cart transforms into a Miniature building. It seems to be quite small almost the same size as a child. The outside of the cart has shifted into a strange almost Gothic Building. With spires at the Top that seem to twirl and spin into the sky, the outside is dark and seems to smell quite rancid. Soon the small figure walks- or well, waddles. Into the cart humming, opening a window on the side and setting down a Delectable pie.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 15
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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.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
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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.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
*how tall is he*
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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.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
*how tall is he*
*Roughly 15 ft in normal form*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
“I’ll have you know that I am a reborn then! I died 130 years ago in a battle with the last remnants of the minotaur tribes that once inhabited these lands, and reawakened thirty years ago!”
"I am not very interested really, I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, and try to heal you up if you were. Are you hungry?"
“I don’t need to eat, but… I mean, I wouldn’t say no…”
"Ah there is a difference between needs and wants, a better question is do you want to eat?"
“Ah, why not. I might as well get back to doing normal living people things.”
"Well then come with me, I can make you some deer stew." He picks them up by their armored collar and carries them over their shoulder.
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 24
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
*how tall is he*
*Roughly 15 ft in normal form*
*so they’re the same height now*
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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.
*Good morning my goobers. I'm kinda online, mostly crafting a character to intro*
*In the mean time, heres my current two*
Jack is enjoying the morning air, sitting outside a forge, a finished set of armor inside
Tycho is out on the docks, wearing a swimsuit as he dips into the water
*Hey, buddy! I'm also working on a character!*
*Could I get a desc of Tycho? I'm wondering if the character I'm crafting might want to talk with them.*
*Sure :>*
A tall lithe tiefling with blueish skin and short black hair. he has short curled horns, like a ram, which are decorated by strings of silver with bleeding heart flower shaped pendants at the tip
*Oooooh... how about a Wendigo friend for him?*
The water seems to be colder than usual. Tycho sees something moving along the bottom of the lake, trudging toward the shore with the faint sound of clanking chains. He faintly sees white fur, antlers, and a buckskin coat.
*I am returned from a thing, sorry for dissapearing*
He tilts his head, watching the shape move under the water
A tall lithe tiefling with blueish skin and short black hair. he has short curled horns, like a ram, which are decorated by strings of silver with bleeding heart flower shaped pendants at the tip
*Oooooh... how about a Wendigo friend for him?*
The water seems to be colder than usual. Tycho sees something moving along the bottom of the lake, trudging toward the shore with the faint sound of clanking chains. He faintly sees white fur, antlers, and a buckskin coat.
*I am returned from a thing, sorry for dissapearing*
He tilts his head, watching the shape move under the water
*Wonderful!*
The shape moves toward the shore, pushing its way out of the water. It seems to be some sort of white-furred, emaciated deer-man, fully dressed in classic Southern fashions and wearing chains around its ankles. It stretches its back before bending down to remove the chains. Despite it being summer, the air around the creature is freezing cold.
A tall lithe tiefling with blueish skin and short black hair. he has short curled horns, like a ram, which are decorated by strings of silver with bleeding heart flower shaped pendants at the tip
*Oooooh... how about a Wendigo friend for him?*
The water seems to be colder than usual. Tycho sees something moving along the bottom of the lake, trudging toward the shore with the faint sound of clanking chains. He faintly sees white fur, antlers, and a buckskin coat.
*I am returned from a thing, sorry for dissapearing*
He tilts his head, watching the shape move under the water
*Wonderful!*
The shape moves toward the shore, pushing its way out of the water. It seems to be some sort of white-furred, emaciated deer-man, fully dressed in classic Southern fashions and wearing chains around its ankles. It stretches its back before bending down to remove the chains. Despite it being summer, the air around the creature is freezing cold.
Tycho let's out a whistle, "Fancy dress for a swim."
The Music begins to start, as now rolling into Town is a cloaked figure hunched over. They seem to be pushing a small cart with a Roof and a miniature door in the front, their hand seems to also be spinning a lever on the back of the cart causing a sound to play out of it. With each twirl of the lever the song continues until it reaches the Village square, then the Music finally stops.
And with a sudden pull of the lever and a slight grunt from the cloaked figure, the Cart transforms into a Miniature building. It seems to be quite small almost the same size as a child. The outside of the cart has shifted into a strange almost Gothic Building. With spires at the Top that seem to twirl and spin into the sky, the outside is dark and seems to smell quite rancid. Soon the small figure walks- or well, waddles. Into the cart humming, opening a window on the side and setting down a Delectable pie.
Life's amusing and it knows
“GET OFF OF ME YOU [GP] I CAN WALK!” They yell, attempting to get out of his grip. STR: 15
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*If he got a nat one he would beat that.* His grip is subtle but it's like unbreakable iron "Sorry but no. A chef must always help the customer."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The armored reborn casts enlarge/reduce, increasing to Large size.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Strength check to keep his grip:36 "Oh! You're getting pretty heavy!"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*how tall is he*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Roughly 15 ft in normal form*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*so they’re the same height now*
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 then puts them over his shoulder, wrapping his arm around their waist "You're a big one now." He continues his walk to the Inn.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Seeing as this failed miserably, the reborn ends concentration and attempts to cast blink. 3
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Success. They vanish from this plane of existence.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rag shrugs and grabs the air around them, he begins to tear at the fabric of reality to see if he can get to them. (DC 42) Athletics:48
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Failure. He shrugs and walks to the inn, a bit hungry himself.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*I am returned from a thing, sorry for dissapearing*
He tilts his head, watching the shape move under the water
*SINCE WHEN HAS HE BEEN ABLE TO DO THAT*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Wonderful!*
The shape moves toward the shore, pushing its way out of the water. It seems to be some sort of white-furred, emaciated deer-man, fully dressed in classic Southern fashions and wearing chains around its ankles. It stretches its back before bending down to remove the chains. Despite it being summer, the air around the creature is freezing cold.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*WHEN HE TRIED TO SAVE SON!*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*CAN RAGNERIOUS PLEASE STOP TRYING TO KIDNAP THIS HUNDRED-YEAR-OLD WOMAN*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Tycho let's out a whistle, "Fancy dress for a swim."
*Sure. He's going to eat at the Inn.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo