A red scaled viashino, obviously scared out of his wits, is sprinting towards the tavern from a hill. He's carrying a suitcase, tucked under his shoulder, and he is running as fast as his stumpy legs and thick overalls can carry him. His left hand holds a newsboy cap firmly onto his head and his baggy white shirt is stained with machine grease.
Penny looks over "what in the worlds?" She questioned and sat up.
The viashino sees her and proceeds to sprint over. He yells in a raspy voice, "Help!"
Penny gets up and pulls out a small cube with shapes on every side. She presses the 3rd face of the cube shaped like a triangle. (No living matter can pass through the barrier)
The viashino slumps down and nods. He manages to wheeze. "Thank you."
"What in the worlds are you running from?" She asked and crouched down.
"Ehh... The law."
"The law?" She said and suddenly both her hands are now covered in Glowing-Golden Gauntlets that grab them "are you a criminal"
The viashino scrambles backward. "Objectively... I-I can explain!"
Penny narrows at her eyes and watches them "explain then"
"Okay okay uh... The Brokers right? They're corrupt, okay? I stole something from them."
*Insight: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. *
*?*
*are the dice seriously going to be acting up for me today?*
*Insight: 26 *
*Oof*
He's fast talking, but he truly believes that the "Brokers" are corrupt.
She narrows her eyes and waves her hands, the gauntlets disappear into thin air. She presses a circle on the cube as the barrier disappears. "Mn" she says and helps them up.
The viashino dusts himself off and grabs the case. "I think they're gone."
"Then Geh Weg" she nodded.
"What?"
"Oh right, not everyone understand Galric" she said "means good luck"
"Thank you. By the way, what were those gauntlets?"
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.
Fever loses all appearance of fear. Then, he speaks in his own voice, as opposed to the ravens. It is deep and scratchy as if it hasn't been used in a long, long time.
"The others were right. You throw a tantrum the instant something doesn't go your way. You expect to be treated like a princess, even by creatures you have no authority over, don't you? Shame. I have all that I need. I shall leave now if that's all right with you."
(Make a DEX save) Thick brambles, as thick as a person, suddenly shoot out of the earth and form a large cylinder around them, letting no one leave
21
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
"Congratulations. What do you plan on doing now? If you attack me, you might mess up that beautiful dress." He says, gesturing to the 12 burning eyes. "And if you leave... well, you can't hold concentration forever. Plus, who says I don't know a little bit of teleportation magic myself? There is no winning this."
Persuasion:31 or 20, whichever is higher.
*To be clear, persuasion isn't mind control, so even if I get a nat 20 Yuri doesn't have to be swayed in the slightest.*
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
A red scaled viashino, obviously scared out of his wits, is sprinting towards the tavern from a hill. He's carrying a suitcase, tucked under his shoulder, and he is running as fast as his stumpy legs and thick overalls can carry him. His left hand holds a newsboy cap firmly onto his head and his baggy white shirt is stained with machine grease.
Penny looks over "what in the worlds?" She questioned and sat up.
The viashino sees her and proceeds to sprint over. He yells in a raspy voice, "Help!"
Penny gets up and pulls out a small cube with shapes on every side. She presses the 3rd face of the cube shaped like a triangle. (No living matter can pass through the barrier)
The viashino slumps down and nods. He manages to wheeze. "Thank you."
"What in the worlds are you running from?" She asked and crouched down.
"Ehh... The law."
"The law?" She said and suddenly both her hands are now covered in Glowing-Golden Gauntlets that grab them "are you a criminal"
The viashino scrambles backward. "Objectively... I-I can explain!"
Penny narrows at her eyes and watches them "explain then"
"Okay okay uh... The Brokers right? They're corrupt, okay? I stole something from them."
*Insight: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. *
*?*
*are the dice seriously going to be acting up for me today?*
*Insight: 26 *
*Oof*
He's fast talking, but he truly believes that the "Brokers" are corrupt.
She narrows her eyes and waves her hands, the gauntlets disappear into thin air. She presses a circle on the cube as the barrier disappears. "Mn" she says and helps them up.
The viashino dusts himself off and grabs the case. "I think they're gone."
"Then Geh Weg" she nodded.
"What?"
"Oh right, not everyone understand Galric" she said "means good luck"
"Thank you. By the way, what were those gauntlets?"
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.
Fever loses all appearance of fear. Then, he speaks in his own voice, as opposed to the ravens. It is deep and scratchy as if it hasn't been used in a long, long time.
"The others were right. You throw a tantrum the instant something doesn't go your way. You expect to be treated like a princess, even by creatures you have no authority over, don't you? Shame. I have all that I need. I shall leave now if that's all right with you."
(Make a DEX save) Thick brambles, as thick as a person, suddenly shoot out of the earth and form a large cylinder around them, letting no one leave
21
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
"Congratulations. What do you plan on doing now? If you attack me, you might mess up that beautiful dress." He says, gesturing to the 12 burning eyes. "And if you leave... well, you can't hold concentration forever. Plus, who says I don't know a little bit of teleportation magic myself? There is no winning this."
Persuasion:31 or 20, whichever is higher.
*To be clear, persuasion isn't mind control, so even if I get a nat 20 Yuri doesn't have to be swayed in the slightest.*
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
"How ingenious. However, you made one crucial mistake: the top is uncovered." And with that, he casts fly on himself and flies out of the cylinder, landing outside and walking back to the inn.
Fever loses all appearance of fear. Then, he speaks in his own voice, as opposed to the ravens. It is deep and scratchy as if it hasn't been used in a long, long time.
"The others were right. You throw a tantrum the instant something doesn't go your way. You expect to be treated like a princess, even by creatures you have no authority over, don't you? Shame. I have all that I need. I shall leave now if that's all right with you."
(Make a DEX save) Thick brambles, as thick as a person, suddenly shoot out of the earth and form a large cylinder around them, letting no one leave
21
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
"Congratulations. What do you plan on doing now? If you attack me, you might mess up that beautiful dress." He says, gesturing to the 12 burning eyes. "And if you leave... well, you can't hold concentration forever. Plus, who says I don't know a little bit of teleportation magic myself? There is no winning this."
Persuasion:31 or 20, whichever is higher.
*To be clear, persuasion isn't mind control, so even if I get a nat 20 Yuri doesn't have to be swayed in the slightest.*
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
"How ingenious. However, you made one crucial mistake: the top is uncovered." And with that, he casts fly on himself and flies out of the cylinder, landing outside and walking back to the inn.
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
Fever loses all appearance of fear. Then, he speaks in his own voice, as opposed to the ravens. It is deep and scratchy as if it hasn't been used in a long, long time.
"The others were right. You throw a tantrum the instant something doesn't go your way. You expect to be treated like a princess, even by creatures you have no authority over, don't you? Shame. I have all that I need. I shall leave now if that's all right with you."
(Make a DEX save) Thick brambles, as thick as a person, suddenly shoot out of the earth and form a large cylinder around them, letting no one leave
21
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
"Congratulations. What do you plan on doing now? If you attack me, you might mess up that beautiful dress." He says, gesturing to the 12 burning eyes. "And if you leave... well, you can't hold concentration forever. Plus, who says I don't know a little bit of teleportation magic myself? There is no winning this."
Persuasion:31 or 20, whichever is higher.
*To be clear, persuasion isn't mind control, so even if I get a nat 20 Yuri doesn't have to be swayed in the slightest.*
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
"How ingenious. However, you made one crucial mistake: the top is uncovered." And with that, he casts fly on himself and flies out of the cylinder, landing outside and walking back to the inn.
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
*Ah, sorry, thought you were casting wall of thorns. In that case...*
He draws a sigil of an eye in the air, then pushes it onto the brambles. He then releases the eye sigils that encircle him.
Attack: 30 Damage: 18
Attack: 25 Damage: 10
Attack: 29 Damage: 14
Attack: 33 Damage: 18
Attack: 26 Damage: 9
Attack: 15 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Attack: 22 Damage: 10
Attack: 19 Damage: 10
Attack: 30 Damage: 12
Attack: 34 Damage: 25
Attack: 34 Damage: 15
He then casts dispell magic if that doesn't work. Unable to parse dice roll.
Fever loses all appearance of fear. Then, he speaks in his own voice, as opposed to the ravens. It is deep and scratchy as if it hasn't been used in a long, long time.
"The others were right. You throw a tantrum the instant something doesn't go your way. You expect to be treated like a princess, even by creatures you have no authority over, don't you? Shame. I have all that I need. I shall leave now if that's all right with you."
(Make a DEX save) Thick brambles, as thick as a person, suddenly shoot out of the earth and form a large cylinder around them, letting no one leave
21
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
"Congratulations. What do you plan on doing now? If you attack me, you might mess up that beautiful dress." He says, gesturing to the 12 burning eyes. "And if you leave... well, you can't hold concentration forever. Plus, who says I don't know a little bit of teleportation magic myself? There is no winning this."
Persuasion:31 or 20, whichever is higher.
*To be clear, persuasion isn't mind control, so even if I get a nat 20 Yuri doesn't have to be swayed in the slightest.*
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
"How ingenious. However, you made one crucial mistake: the top is uncovered." And with that, he casts fly on himself and flies out of the cylinder, landing outside and walking back to the inn.
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
*Ah, sorry, thought you were casting wall of thorns. In that case...*
He draws a sigil of an eye in the air, then pushes it onto the brambles. He then releases the eye sigils that encircle him.
Attack: 31 Damage: 11
Attack: 27 Damage: 15
Attack: 34 Damage: 15
Attack: 31 Damage: 15
Attack: 25 Damage: 13
Attack: 25 Damage: 16
Attack: 18 Damage: 16
Attack: 30 Damage: 15
Attack: 23 Damage: 14
Attack: 16 Damage: 9
Attack: 15 Damage: 12
Attack: 20 Damage: 14
He then casts dispell magic if that doesn't work. Unable to parse dice roll.
That's 165 force damage if all of them hit the unmoving wall.
Fever loses all appearance of fear. Then, he speaks in his own voice, as opposed to the ravens. It is deep and scratchy as if it hasn't been used in a long, long time.
"The others were right. You throw a tantrum the instant something doesn't go your way. You expect to be treated like a princess, even by creatures you have no authority over, don't you? Shame. I have all that I need. I shall leave now if that's all right with you."
(Make a DEX save) Thick brambles, as thick as a person, suddenly shoot out of the earth and form a large cylinder around them, letting no one leave
21
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
"Congratulations. What do you plan on doing now? If you attack me, you might mess up that beautiful dress." He says, gesturing to the 12 burning eyes. "And if you leave... well, you can't hold concentration forever. Plus, who says I don't know a little bit of teleportation magic myself? There is no winning this."
Persuasion:31 or 20, whichever is higher.
*To be clear, persuasion isn't mind control, so even if I get a nat 20 Yuri doesn't have to be swayed in the slightest.*
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
"How ingenious. However, you made one crucial mistake: the top is uncovered." And with that, he casts fly on himself and flies out of the cylinder, landing outside and walking back to the inn.
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
*Ah, sorry, thought you were casting wall of thorns. In that case...*
He draws a sigil of an eye in the air, then pushes it onto the brambles. He then releases the eye sigils that encircle him.
Attack: 31 Damage: 11
Attack: 27 Damage: 15
Attack: 34 Damage: 15
Attack: 31 Damage: 15
Attack: 25 Damage: 13
Attack: 25 Damage: 16
Attack: 18 Damage: 16
Attack: 30 Damage: 15
Attack: 23 Damage: 14
Attack: 16 Damage: 9
Attack: 15 Damage: 12
Attack: 20 Damage: 14
He then casts dispell magic if that doesn't work. Unable to parse dice roll.
That's 165 force damage if all of them hit the unmoving wall.
Dispell Magic: 12
He hacks through the brambles only to find another wall blocking that one. Yuri laugh echos "Trapped little kitten?"
Kelipso is walking back to the tavern. Gordon by his side as the tiefling smiles happily.
Harbor is sitting outside, he is playing his banjo while singing. His eyes were narrowed as he sung this song.
They all laughed as he turned around slow They said you ain't welcome 'round here anymore You just might as well go He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees He said, I'll be back when you least expect it And hell's coming with me Hell's coming with me
There is a hill at the bottom of the valley Where all the poor souls go when they die And if you listen real close You can hear em' like a ghost Saying you're never gonna make it out alive There is a town at the bottom of that hill They got a secret that they keep like a slave They got a black magic preacher (ooh) We'd do well to let him teach her You'll be heading up that hill to the grave
And it is well, with my soul You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor And on your way down to hell, you hear me ring that bell I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul
There was a drifter passing through that little valley See he had promised he was coming back to town (coming back to town) They didn't know him by his face, or by the gun around his waist (ooh) But he come back to burn that town to the ground
First there was fire, then there was smoke Then that preacher man was hangin' by a rope Then they all fell to their knees and begged that drifter Begged him please, as he raised his fist before he spoke
I am the righteous hand of God And I am the devil that you forgot And I told you one day you will see That I'll be back I guarantee And that hell's coming, hell's coming Hell, hell's coming with me
And it is well, with my soul You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor And on your way down to hell, you hear me ring that bell And I said, hell's coming with me (hell's coming with me)
"I'll show you salty..." Sharlene smiled and stood up, picking Penny up.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Cool. Where can I get a pair?"
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.
"I care not about my clothes but for stopping the anger, fear, and horrors that you brings. I thought you were good but turns out, you are just like the rest of the beasts that roam the world that i must kill" Yuri said and narrowed her eyes. "You will stay here for magic can not pass past my walls of thorns." she said and suddenly she seemed to meld with the brambles and was gone.
(If Fever can Detect magic, he would notice that strong auras of Evocation and Abjuration cover the thorns.
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
"You could just kiss me, Then we wouldn't need for you to pick me up!" she said and chuckled
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
"Back on Gaelic, i made these" she said
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
"Nice. I'm not much of a weapons guy."
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.
"How ingenious. However, you made one crucial mistake: the top is uncovered." And with that, he casts fly on himself and flies out of the cylinder, landing outside and walking back to the inn.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Fever is now trapped in the cylinder of brambles. There is no apparent way out because the brambles have formed what looks like cocoon around them. They are thick so there is no way for anything, inside or out to squeeze through.
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
"Oh, come on, don't you want some teasing?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"You could've not eaten my pretzel and we wouldn't be here!!"
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
*Pog. Cool to see you on early, even if i'm not :D*
THe chimera has mirinn over a shoulder like a sack of flour, heading towards the inn
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Ah, sorry, thought you were casting wall of thorns. In that case...*
He draws a sigil of an eye in the air, then pushes it onto the brambles. He then releases the eye sigils that encircle him.
Attack: 30 Damage: 18
Attack: 25 Damage: 10
Attack: 29 Damage: 14
Attack: 33 Damage: 18
Attack: 26 Damage: 9
Attack: 15 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Attack: 22 Damage: 10
Attack: 19 Damage: 10
Attack: 30 Damage: 12
Attack: 34 Damage: 25
Attack: 34 Damage: 15
He then casts dispell magic if that doesn't work. Unable to parse dice roll.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh, don't lie. You love being in my arms!"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
That's 165 force damage if all of them hit the unmoving wall.
Dispell Magic: 22
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He hacks through the brambles only to find another wall blocking that one. Yuri laugh echos "Trapped little kitten?"
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
"Im going to start squirming in a minute" she said and stuck out her tongue
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
"You know I can hold you if you squirm." Sharlene chuckled.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Kelipso is walking back to the tavern. Gordon by his side as the tiefling smiles happily.
Harbor is sitting outside, he is playing his banjo while singing. His eyes were narrowed as he sung this song.
They said you ain't welcome 'round here anymore
You just might as well go
He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees
He said, I'll be back when you least expect it
And hell's coming with me
Hell's coming with me
Where all the poor souls go when they die
And if you listen real close
You can hear em' like a ghost
Saying you're never gonna make it out alive
There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They got a black magic preacher (ooh)
We'd do well to let him teach her
You'll be heading up that hill to the grave
You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor
And on your way down to hell, you hear me ring that bell
I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul
See he had promised he was coming back to town (coming back to town)
They didn't know him by his face, or by the gun around his waist (ooh)
But he come back to burn that town to the ground
Then that preacher man was hangin' by a rope
Then they all fell to their knees and begged that drifter
Begged him please, as he raised his fist before he spoke
And I am the devil that you forgot
And I told you one day you will see
That I'll be back I guarantee
And that hell's coming, hell's coming
Hell, hell's coming with me
You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor
And on your way down to hell, you hear me ring that bell
And I said, hell's coming with me (hell's coming with me)
Yuri/Penny are both open.
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
*Morning!*
Zenix is chilling out in the field, laying in the grass
-open slot, choose whoever you want-
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Penny narrows her eyes and starts violently squirming like a chihuahua for no reason
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