*Finally got an idea: scourge aasimar warlock of the Celestial. Their patron is their divine parent who left to get the milk and has only recently returned, causing quite a bit of friction between the two. The divine parent is giving them spells in an attempt to make amends for their abscence*
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Finally got an idea: scourge aasimar warlock of the Celestial. Their patron is their divine parent who left to get the milk and has only recently returned, causing quite a bit of friction between the two. The divine parent is giving them spells in an attempt to make amends for their abscence*
*Sounds cool!*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*A sorcerer is at a table, chatting with others. Cohorts, perhaps? Meanwhile another man, presumably a rogue, is eyeing him, for some unknown intent. The sorcerer is 15 feet away, in a dark oak chair, the rogue in an ALSO dark oak chair. The sorcerer has a bottle of wine, while the rogue has a simple canteen of a (currently) unknown liquid. The rogue compares the sorcerer to a piece of paper, and nods to himself. He seems paranoid. The sorcerer seems to be very charismatic in the way he converses.* (Sorry, been wanting to have a reason to write a whole bunch.)
Theren looks over from where hes sitting, eyes the duo
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*A sorcerer is at a table, chatting with others. Cohorts, perhaps? Meanwhile another man, presumably a rogue, is eyeing him, for some unknown intent. The sorcerer is 15 feet away, in a dark oak chair, the rogue in an ALSO dark oak chair. The sorcerer has a bottle of wine, while the rogue has a simple canteen of a (currently) unknown liquid. The rogue compares the sorcerer to a piece of paper, and nods to himself. He seems paranoid. The sorcerer seems to be very charismatic in the way he converses.* (Sorry, been wanting to have a reason to write a whole bunch.)
Theren looks over from where hes sitting, eyes the duo
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(You wanna join us? :3)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*sure*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Alright. See above for context.)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*Morning goobers :>*
*Finally got an idea: scourge aasimar warlock of the Celestial. Their patron is their divine parent who left to get the milk and has only recently returned, causing quite a bit of friction between the two. The divine parent is giving them spells in an attempt to make amends for their abscence*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Morninggg!!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sounds cool!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Heya :>*
Theren looks over from where hes sitting, eyes the duo
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(afternoon everyone)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Sure, heres my characters:*
The young noble boy is sat in the tavern, seated in a booth with breakfast of some sort infront of him
Tycho is sat on a roof out in the town, enjoying the morning breeze
-free choice/to be introed-
Nearby Leo is working on a small metal wind up toy that looks like a bird. He twists the wind up on the birds back as it starts to chirp.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Also I’ve been contemplating making Mauric start murdering again*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*oh?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Hey other guys! :3)
(Waiting for the other guy to respond!)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
Flint is chilling outside the tavern
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The boy looks over curiously, watching the wind up bird