*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
*Oh, for those who weren't here when the Baron came in, he performed a ritual in the graveyard to shroud the area within one mile in darkness.*
"Good thing the graveyard is a ways out." Kinsley finger guns the sky before heading inside
*Okay, Deadpool jr., three miles.*
"I will stab someone I swear, fine, have your darkness for now. Frickin' emos."
*Okay, if you had sunlight sensitivity and had a spell to deal with it and a lot of money to compensate local business owners, wouldn't you cast it on your vacation out of the shadowfell?*
"I'd use an umbrella."
*A. Not as cool, B. There are a lot of sunlight-sensitive creatures with him, so he'd need a really big umbrella..*
"So hoodies with the one evil vampire leader. Pretty cool."
*I don't think shadows can wear hoodies, nor dragon Wyrmlings, and the Baron is surprisingly not a vampire. He did eat a noble family of vampires to earn his title, though.*
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
The Baron is going to refresh the ritual that keeps the area shrouded in darkness.
*Scent based perception check*
24
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
"Hmm... Interesting." He summons Sir Gloam to his side. "Let's find out where the blood leads, shall we, my noble knight?" And with that, he sends out an Arcane Eye to seek out the source of the blood.
Survival based tracking check >:D
23
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
The Baron touches the man's shoulder. If no response, Speak With Dead.
No response, but they're still alive so speak with dead doesn't work
The Baron throws the man over his shoulder and walks back towards the inn.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 7 HP.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
The Baron is going to refresh the ritual that keeps the area shrouded in darkness.
*Scent based perception check*
24
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
"Hmm... Interesting." He summons Sir Gloam to his side. "Let's find out where the blood leads, shall we, my noble knight?" And with that, he sends out an Arcane Eye to seek out the source of the blood.
Survival based tracking check >:D
23
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
The Baron touches the man's shoulder. If no response, Speak With Dead.
No response, but they're still alive so speak with dead doesn't work
The Baron throws the man over his shoulder and walks back towards the inn.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
The Baron casts Life Transferrence. The Baron takes 25 necrotic damage, and the man heals twice that many.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
*Maybe? Soldaer?*
the human doesn't move much, either still unconcious or just choosing not too
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
The Baron casts Life Transferrence. The Baron takes 8 necrotic damage, and the man heals twice that many.
The human looks over at baron from his shoulder, awake, "Ok, can you put me down now?"
*I don't think shadows can wear hoodies, nor dragon Wyrmlings, and the Baron is surprisingly not a vampire. He did eat a noble family of vampires to earn his title, though.*
"... Fair, but still, now this place has backbones vibes..."
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
*Maybe? Soldaer?*
the human doesn't move much, either still unconcious or just choosing not too
*Yazrin. Soldaer was the Twilight elf, and not quite as stick-to-the-shadows.*
He nods, but stays where he is, hands resting casually on his rapier and shortsword. To anyone without truesight, he is still invisible though.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
*Maybe? Soldaer?*
the human doesn't move much, either still unconcious or just choosing not too
*Yazrin. Soldaer was the Twilight elf, and not quite as stick-to-the-shadows.*
He nods, but stays where he is, hands resting casually on his rapier and shortsword. To anyone without truesight, he is still invisible though.
The human says something to baron,asking to be set down, they seem to be male.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
*Maybe? Soldaer?*
the human doesn't move much, either still unconcious or just choosing not too
*Yazrin. Soldaer was the Twilight elf, and not quite as stick-to-the-shadows.*
He nods, but stays where he is, hands resting casually on his rapier and shortsword. To anyone without truesight, he is still invisible though.
The human says something to baron,asking to be set down, they seem to be male.
He taps an emblem on his shoulder, and floats up into the canopy, sitting down on one of the larger branches.
*Alright... time to intro another old character...*
A figure flits between the shadows in the forest, almost seeming a part of them himself. During one brief moment, a perceptive observer may finally be able to glean some details about this stranger. He's a drow, with silver hair reaching down to his shoulder blades, deep ebony skin, and dark maroon eyes. He wears scale mail made from some dark metal, with a flowing deep purple cloak behind him. A rapier and shortsword are sheathed on his belt, with a hand crossbow holstered next to the shortsword. A large, ancient, and ornate longbow is slung over his back, the arms carved to remind someone of dragon wings. Several other smaller sheaths are visible, most likely for various daggers.
*Scent based perception check*
20
The coppery scent of blood is laced in the forest
The drow furrows his brow, and darts into the shadows, starting to follow the scent. 31 survival check
*Dang, the dice are favorable today*
They're both able to find the source of the blood smell, a slumped over human
*Yep! Haven't done any dice rolling since I went offline, so... I have a lot of stored-up luck, lol.*
The Drow raises the hood on his cloak, and sticks to the shadows, watching to make sure that no one hostile is nearby. 30 perception
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 10 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
*Maybe? Soldaer?*
the human doesn't move much, either still unconcious or just choosing not too
*Yazrin. Soldaer was the Twilight elf, and not quite as stick-to-the-shadows.*
He nods, but stays where he is, hands resting casually on his rapier and shortsword. To anyone without truesight, he is still invisible though.
The human says something to baron,asking to be set down, they seem to be male.
He taps an emblem on his shoulder, and floats up into the canopy, sitting down on one of the larger branches.
*Full description coming up:*
The human is around 5'10", and has pale skin. He has large brown eyes that look perpetually tired, and short messy black hair that looks like its never seen a brush. THey wear a very casual outfit, a pair of jeans that are slightly big to be comfy, sneakers, and a yellow sweater that has its sleeves rolled up, revealing that his forearms are bandaged. At his hip is a flask strapped to their belt. He applies a fresh set of the bandages to his arms, the other bloody bandages dropping to the forest floor.
The baron's there, but they don't seem hostile.
*Yeah, i can tell lol*
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
*I don't think shadows can wear hoodies, nor dragon Wyrmlings, and the Baron is surprisingly not a vampire. He did eat a noble family of vampires to earn his title, though.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The Baron throws the man over his shoulder and walks back towards the inn.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He glances at The Baron, before resting becoming fully visible, and resting his hand on the human's shoulder, muttering a few words under his breath as he casts Cure wounds on them, healing them for 7 HP.
The human groans, a majority of the healing focusing on their forearms
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
*See what happens with the drow dude*
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
*You do recognize him, don't ya?*
He furrows his brow a bit, and vanishes again, seeming to just watch what happens from here.
The Baron casts Life Transferrence. The Baron takes 25 necrotic damage, and the man heals twice that many.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Maybe? Soldaer?*
the human doesn't move much, either still unconcious or just choosing not too
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
The human looks over at baron from his shoulder, awake, "Ok, can you put me down now?"
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
"... Fair, but still, now this place has backbones vibes..."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Yazrin. Soldaer was the Twilight elf, and not quite as stick-to-the-shadows.*
He nods, but stays where he is, hands resting casually on his rapier and shortsword. To anyone without truesight, he is still invisible though.
The human says something to baron,asking to be set down, they seem to be male.
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
"I went to the movies. And say this weird neon dude in there, who kept trying to get me to buy stocks."
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
"I'm not sure, but they said its a great thing to 'invest' in."
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
He taps an emblem on his shoulder, and floats up into the canopy, sitting down on one of the larger branches.
*Hello everyone. How is it going?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*WB Ghost! Pretty good. Just brought in Yazrin a bit ago.*
*Full description coming up:*
The human is around 5'10", and has pale skin. He has large brown eyes that look perpetually tired, and short messy black hair that looks like its never seen a brush. THey wear a very casual outfit, a pair of jeans that are slightly big to be comfy, sneakers, and a yellow sweater that has its sleeves rolled up, revealing that his forearms are bandaged. At his hip is a flask strapped to their belt. He applies a fresh set of the bandages to his arms, the other bloody bandages dropping to the forest floor.
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
*Cool, I have Throden-Ihtros, Gwen, Raphael, and Lazarus*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now