*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
A tiny island has appeared in the nearby lake. The water around it has turned black. On top of the island stands a lizardfolk in fine clothes, looking at the inn with a telescope. They make a gesture. The island starts moving towards the inn.
A massive, winged shadow covers the island, and a large portion of the lake briefly before it vanishes.
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
"I'll be fine." He says, "I've been healed before."
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
Frost puts er sword away "What have you been up to?"
"I went to the movies. And say this weird neon dude in there, who kept trying to get me to buy stocks."
"What are stocks?"
"I'm not sure, but they said its a great thing to 'invest' in."
"It's probably a scam"
"Maybe, but i don't think they've left that plane they're on."
"Most people never leave their home plane"
"Yeah, i guess i've forgotten that."
"Is this your home plane?"
"No, far from it... i think."
"Where are you from originally?"
"Um, i'm not sure. I don't know the plane name."
"What made you leave?"
"Uh, accidental portal."
"You make it or did you fall into it?"
"Still not sure. But ever since, atleast randomly, sometimes intentionally, i've been able to go through those portal that show up. I can't control when they appear, atleast not yet. Hopefully i can someday. And i've never been able to tell where they lead."
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
"I'll be fine." He says, "I've been healed before."
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Casually looks at my many characters with no truesight*
The island submerges briefly. Some bubbles filled with smog start coming up. Then, it reveals itself.
A massive, black, submarine-like vehicle rises out of the water on comparatively thin legs. The thing constantly belches out smog and drips blackened water as it makes its way towards the inn.
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
*Hmmm... not sure, but I'll allow it to work, lol. And you're right. Drow gloomstalker/scout multiclass. Seriously broken, especially in places of perpetual darkness... like you've made the surface right now!*
Sitting, crouched, on one of the branches of the tree the human is slumped against is a humanoid figure. A few strands of long silver hair sneak out of the hood of his deep purple cloak, and his hands reveal his skin to be a dark ebony. His eyes glow faintly with a deep maroon color. A shortsword and rapier are sheathed on his hips, with a hand crossbow holstered beside the shortsword. Several smaller sheaths are visible on his belt and legs, some occupied, all meant for various daggers and throwing knives. A large, ancient longbow is slung across his back, the arms carved to remind others of dragon wings.
Oddly enough, this stranger seems more curious than anything, and even a little concerned, for the safety of the human.
A tiny island has appeared in the nearby lake. The water around it has turned black. On top of the island stands a lizardfolk in fine clothes, looking at the inn with a telescope. They make a gesture. The island starts moving towards the inn.
A massive, winged shadow covers the island, and a large portion of the lake briefly before it vanishes.
*Repost, since I think you missed it. No worries if you did, though!*
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Casually looks at my many characters with no truesight*
*Oof. Never going to be able to see Yazrin unless he wants you to then, lol. Also, gonna have fun with Phantom!*
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
*Hmmm... not sure, but I'll allow it to work, lol. And you're right. Drow gloomstalker/scout multiclass. Seriously broken, especially in places of perpetual darkness... like you've made the surface right now!*
Sitting, crouched, on one of the branches of the tree the human is slumped against is a humanoid figure. A few strands of long silver hair sneak out of the hood of his deep purple cloak, and his hands reveal his skin to be a dark ebony. His eyes glow faintly with a deep maroon color. A shortsword and rapier are sheathed on his hips, with a hand crossbow holstered beside the shortsword. Several smaller sheaths are visible on his belt and legs, some occupied, all meant for various daggers and throwing knives. A large, ancient longbow is slung across his back, the arms carved to remind others of dragon wings.
Oddly enough, this stranger seems more curious than anything, and even a little concerned, for the safety of the human.
The Baron turns his head. "I'd prefer you'd come a bit closer."
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
*Hmmm... not sure, but I'll allow it to work, lol. And you're right. Drow gloomstalker/scout multiclass. Seriously broken, especially in places of perpetual darkness... like you've made the surface right now!*
Sitting, crouched, on one of the branches of the tree the human is slumped against is a humanoid figure. A few strands of long silver hair sneak out of the hood of his deep purple cloak, and his hands reveal his skin to be a dark ebony. His eyes glow faintly with a deep maroon color. A shortsword and rapier are sheathed on his hips, with a hand crossbow holstered beside the shortsword. Several smaller sheaths are visible on his belt and legs, some occupied, all meant for various daggers and throwing knives. A large, ancient longbow is slung across his back, the arms carved to remind others of dragon wings.
Oddly enough, this stranger seems more curious than anything, and even a little concerned, for the safety of the human.
The Baron turns his head. "I'd prefer you'd come a bit closer."
*His scythe radiates a 10ft aura of dim light.*
*Gloomstalker is still invisible in dim light. Part of why it's so op.*
The figure chuckles, and he jumps the dozen or so feet out of the tree, landing perfectly, and moving with the grace of a hunting cat. Despite his obvious skill, he still isn't making any moves towards his weapons, nor is he acting threatening in the least.
"And I prefer to keep my distance. I helped him, and healed him myself, already, but I know no more about him than you do." He says, his voice smooth, and slightly melodic.
A tiny island has appeared in the nearby lake. The water around it has turned black. On top of the island stands a lizardfolk in fine clothes, looking at the inn with a telescope. They make a gesture. The island starts moving towards the inn.
A massive, winged shadow covers the island, and a large portion of the lake briefly before it vanishes.
*Repost, since I think you missed it. No worries if you did, though!*
*I didn't, but there wasn't much to respond to.*
The machine finally reaches the inn. A long boarding plank reaches down from the metal door as it opens. The lizardfolk is standing in the doorway, and begins walking down the plank, their face covered in thick layers of makeup, clearly meant to make them conventionally attractive. They look like they've reached peak humanoid health, just judging by their body alone. They spread their arms dramatically as they walk down the plank.
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
*Hmmm... not sure, but I'll allow it to work, lol. And you're right. Drow gloomstalker/scout multiclass. Seriously broken, especially in places of perpetual darkness... like you've made the surface right now!*
Sitting, crouched, on one of the branches of the tree the human is slumped against is a humanoid figure. A few strands of long silver hair sneak out of the hood of his deep purple cloak, and his hands reveal his skin to be a dark ebony. His eyes glow faintly with a deep maroon color. A shortsword and rapier are sheathed on his hips, with a hand crossbow holstered beside the shortsword. Several smaller sheaths are visible on his belt and legs, some occupied, all meant for various daggers and throwing knives. A large, ancient longbow is slung across his back, the arms carved to remind others of dragon wings.
Oddly enough, this stranger seems more curious than anything, and even a little concerned, for the safety of the human.
The Baron turns his head. "I'd prefer you'd come a bit closer."
*His scythe radiates a 10ft aura of dim light.*
*Gloomstalker is still invisible in dim light. Part of why it's so op.*
The figure chuckles, and he jumps the dozen or so feet out of the tree, landing perfectly, and moving with the grace of a hunting cat. Despite his obvious skill, he still isn't making any moves towards his weapons, nor is he acting threatening in the least.
"And I prefer to keep my distance. I helped him, and healed him myself, already, but I know no more about him than you do." He says, his voice smooth, and slightly melodic.
"Fair point. I realise that you have fewer magical wards on you than I do, so I respect your decision."
A tiny island has appeared in the nearby lake. The water around it has turned black. On top of the island stands a lizardfolk in fine clothes, looking at the inn with a telescope. They make a gesture. The island starts moving towards the inn.
A massive, winged shadow covers the island, and a large portion of the lake briefly before it vanishes.
*Repost, since I think you missed it. No worries if you did, though!*
*I didn't, but there wasn't much to respond to.*
The machine finally reaches the inn. A long boarding plank reaches down from the metal door as it opens. The lizardfolk is standing in the doorway, and begins walking down the plank, their face covered in thick layers of makeup, clearly meant to make them conventionally attractive. They look like they've reached peak humanoid health, just judging by their body alone. They spread their arms dramatically as they walk down the plank.
There's a sudden strong wind, and the sound of two massive wings flapping. The ground shakes slightly, and the four massive draconic footprints, each about a dozen feet across appear several hundred feet away from the machine and the inn. There's a sudden swirl of mist, and a handsome young male moon elf stands right in the center between each of the footprints, his hands casually resting on a pair of ornate longswords.
*Sorry for leaving so suddenly! I'm back now. I'm gonna re-intro another character soon, since I really like them and only T-I has actually interacted with them.*
*Want to continue stuff with baron and the human?*
*Sure*
The Baron sets the man down gently. "Sorry, I was taking you to a significantly more experienced healer."
*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
*Hmmm... not sure, but I'll allow it to work, lol. And you're right. Drow gloomstalker/scout multiclass. Seriously broken, especially in places of perpetual darkness... like you've made the surface right now!*
Sitting, crouched, on one of the branches of the tree the human is slumped against is a humanoid figure. A few strands of long silver hair sneak out of the hood of his deep purple cloak, and his hands reveal his skin to be a dark ebony. His eyes glow faintly with a deep maroon color. A shortsword and rapier are sheathed on his hips, with a hand crossbow holstered beside the shortsword. Several smaller sheaths are visible on his belt and legs, some occupied, all meant for various daggers and throwing knives. A large, ancient longbow is slung across his back, the arms carved to remind others of dragon wings.
Oddly enough, this stranger seems more curious than anything, and even a little concerned, for the safety of the human.
The Baron turns his head. "I'd prefer you'd come a bit closer."
*His scythe radiates a 10ft aura of dim light.*
*Gloomstalker is still invisible in dim light. Part of why it's so op.*
The figure chuckles, and he jumps the dozen or so feet out of the tree, landing perfectly, and moving with the grace of a hunting cat. Despite his obvious skill, he still isn't making any moves towards his weapons, nor is he acting threatening in the least.
"And I prefer to keep my distance. I helped him, and healed him myself, already, but I know no more about him than you do." He says, his voice smooth, and slightly melodic.
"Fair point. I realise that you have fewer magical wards on you than I do, so I respect your decision."
He laughs, and actually, surprisingly, lowers his hood, revealing himself as a handsome drow elf, probably only about 250 years old. "Indeed, although I've fought some rather powerful foes in my time." He says easily, not sounding arrogant or pretentious in the least. He said it so calmly and matter-of-factly, it's almost a little unnerving. "But you can tell why I prefer to stay to the shadows. Not many people view Drow favorably."
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*Does the Baron have Truesight?*
A massive, winged shadow covers the island, and a large portion of the lake briefly before it vanishes.
"I'll be fine." He says, "I've been healed before."
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
"Uh, accidental portal."
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
*No, since I am evidently the only person who builds my characters like a character. I'm gonna fix that. Soon.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Still not sure. But ever since, atleast randomly, sometimes intentionally, i've been able to go through those portal that show up. I can't control when they appear, atleast not yet. Hopefully i can someday. And i've never been able to tell where they lead."
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
*Oh, the drow is fully an actual PC. Nothing homebrew. Just because he's in darkness, you kinda need truesight or blindsight to see him right now.*
"What was it that injured you to that extent?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ah. Gloomstalker. I don't think Devil's Sight counts as darkvision, though.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Casually looks at my many characters with no truesight*
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 island submerges briefly. Some bubbles filled with smog start coming up. Then, it reveals itself.
A massive, black, submarine-like vehicle rises out of the water on comparatively thin legs. The thing constantly belches out smog and drips blackened water as it makes its way towards the inn.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hmmm... not sure, but I'll allow it to work, lol. And you're right. Drow gloomstalker/scout multiclass. Seriously broken, especially in places of perpetual darkness... like you've made the surface right now!*
Sitting, crouched, on one of the branches of the tree the human is slumped against is a humanoid figure. A few strands of long silver hair sneak out of the hood of his deep purple cloak, and his hands reveal his skin to be a dark ebony. His eyes glow faintly with a deep maroon color. A shortsword and rapier are sheathed on his hips, with a hand crossbow holstered beside the shortsword. Several smaller sheaths are visible on his belt and legs, some occupied, all meant for various daggers and throwing knives. A large, ancient longbow is slung across his back, the arms carved to remind others of dragon wings.
Oddly enough, this stranger seems more curious than anything, and even a little concerned, for the safety of the human.
*Repost, since I think you missed it. No worries if you did, though!*
*Oof. Never going to be able to see Yazrin unless he wants you to then, lol. Also, gonna have fun with Phantom!*
The Baron turns his head. "I'd prefer you'd come a bit closer."
*His scythe radiates a 10ft aura of dim light.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Gloomstalker is still invisible in dim light. Part of why it's so op.*
The figure chuckles, and he jumps the dozen or so feet out of the tree, landing perfectly, and moving with the grace of a hunting cat. Despite his obvious skill, he still isn't making any moves towards his weapons, nor is he acting threatening in the least.
"And I prefer to keep my distance. I helped him, and healed him myself, already, but I know no more about him than you do." He says, his voice smooth, and slightly melodic.
*I didn't, but there wasn't much to respond to.*
The machine finally reaches the inn. A long boarding plank reaches down from the metal door as it opens. The lizardfolk is standing in the doorway, and begins walking down the plank, their face covered in thick layers of makeup, clearly meant to make them conventionally attractive. They look like they've reached peak humanoid health, just judging by their body alone. They spread their arms dramatically as they walk down the plank.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Fair point. I realise that you have fewer magical wards on you than I do, so I respect your decision."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
There's a sudden strong wind, and the sound of two massive wings flapping. The ground shakes slightly, and the four massive draconic footprints, each about a dozen feet across appear several hundred feet away from the machine and the inn. There's a sudden swirl of mist, and a handsome young male moon elf stands right in the center between each of the footprints, his hands casually resting on a pair of ornate longswords.
He laughs, and actually, surprisingly, lowers his hood, revealing himself as a handsome drow elf, probably only about 250 years old. "Indeed, although I've fought some rather powerful foes in my time." He says easily, not sounding arrogant or pretentious in the least. He said it so calmly and matter-of-factly, it's almost a little unnerving. "But you can tell why I prefer to stay to the shadows. Not many people view Drow favorably."