They shift into large Moonstone dragon with iridescent white scales that glimmer hints of green and blue like the moon reflecting on the water. They have blind eyes that look pale and have a blue tint to them. A large crescent horn sits on their muzzle, its almost transparent and gives off a soft glowing color. Their long tail is feathered with white fur that glows softly. Their claws and trimmed and kept sharp as needles. They wear no jewelry, no crests, nothing.
He nods slightly. Good. Haven't really talked to, or met, many Moonstone dragons. Most of your kin seem to enjoy staying in the Feywild more than the material plane.
"..." they bow their head and quietly scratch their horn in the dirt.
He chuckles. You can think your thoughts, you know. I will hear them.
They close their eyes and even their thoughts are silent or a bunch of random noises. They shake their head back and forth "MRRRRRRRRR"
He furrows his brow, obviously confused. What is wrong? Were you cursed or something?
They nod solemnly before opening their jaws. Their throat, tongue, everything is coated with a filmy white paste.
The Eladrin newcomer smiles slightly to himself, and walks inside, pulling a bottle of spiced Feywine from his cloak as well as a glass before sitting down at a table in the corner. He unslings a rather old-looking, but still beautiful, guitar off his shoulder and sets it in the chair next to him as the Faerie Dragon flies off his shoulder and lands in the rafters.
*Gonna summon elladoba just for you*
A young woman sits on the couch. He brown-black hair is cut short and falls in front of one of her eyes. Her fair skin is dappled with pale freckles. Her golden eyes scan over a book titled "Complete history of wars and treaties". She wears a knitted cream-colored wool sweater, grey slacks, and simple shoes.
He glances over, before continuing to look around the room, but quickly does a double take. He whispers something, and the Faerie Dragon flies off, landing next to her, purring slightly.
*Thanks, lol ;D. Also, remember the Faerie dragon is Orchid.*
Horus is shuffling a deck of cards at a table, specifically a tarokka deck
Vivian is having breakfast, a bowl of cereal
The chimera is out in the field, laying in the grass
<Open Characters>
- Kelipso (Tiefling Ranger)
- Allison (Half-elf Bard)
- Xan (Incubus Rogue)
- The Brand (Human Fighter)
- Remor (Demon trapped inside cat)
- Paladis (Angel Fighter)
- Harbor (Tabaxi Artificer/Bard)
- Friendel (Beholder Rogue)
- Stroth (Human Warlock)
- Lore (Tiefling Warlock)
- Gilbert Kaz (Human Sorcerer)
- Joshua Kavandish (Dhampir Fighter)
- Yuri (Archfey Druid)
- Tir'el'nog (God of Broken realities)
- Elladoba (Human Paladin)
- Alton (Half-orc Paladin)
- Oval (Axolotl-Dragonborn Rogue)
- Penny (Human-symbiote Wizard/Artificer)
- Kalon (Warforge Rogue)
- Scoob (Warforge fighter)
- Seph (Human Rogue)
- Kramer (Human Rogue)
- Arsherdon (Moonstone Dragon)
Horus watches Oval for a moment before walking over, "Hello there."
Oval looks up and waves slightly "oh... hello!"
"So, they let kids in here?" he asks, still shuffling the deck
*Is she able to tell other peoples emotions?*
"Mhm" she said and nodded her head
*yes*
He gives a smile, "Well, ever had your fortune told?"
Whatever she can feel from him, theres a mixture of extreme sadness, and a sense of great apathy
"No..?" she said and walked up to the tavern, her eyes just poking over the edge. She takes his hand and studies it "You are sad... why?"
"Thats a.... long story." He sighs, his face faltering for a second before he forces it back to nuetrality, "I could tell you your fortune if you need."
"No im good" she said and climbed up to the seat across from him "Tell me what happened"
He sets some cards infront of him, "What would you do if you could see the future, but do nothing to change it?"
"I don't care either way. i rather be in the here and now"
"And what if you couldn't stop it? In theory, you'd know how you'd die and when, how everyone you love will die in vivid detail."
"I still wouldn't care." she said "If i die then i die. I would use those moments i was alive to be happy"
A sense of pity comes forth, yet he smikles, as forced as it seems, "You're optimistic, thats a good trait to have."
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.
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.
The Eladrin newcomer smiles slightly to himself, and walks inside, pulling a bottle of spiced Feywine from his cloak as well as a glass before sitting down at a table in the corner. He unslings a rather old-looking, but still beautiful, guitar off his shoulder and sets it in the chair next to him as the Faerie Dragon flies off his shoulder and lands in the rafters.
*Gonna summon elladoba just for you*
A young woman sits on the couch. He brown-black hair is cut short and falls in front of one of her eyes. Her fair skin is dappled with pale freckles. Her golden eyes scan over a book titled "Complete history of wars and treaties". She wears a knitted cream-colored wool sweater, grey slacks, and simple shoes.
He glances over, before continuing to look around the room, but quickly does a double take. He whispers something, and the Faerie Dragon flies off, landing next to her, purring slightly.
*Thanks, lol ;D. Also, remember the Faerie dragon is Orchid.*
She chuckles "Hello Orchid" she said and pets their tiny head.
Horus is shuffling a deck of cards at a table, specifically a tarokka deck
Vivian is having breakfast, a bowl of cereal
The chimera is out in the field, laying in the grass
<Open Characters>
- Kelipso (Tiefling Ranger)
- Allison (Half-elf Bard)
- Xan (Incubus Rogue)
- The Brand (Human Fighter)
- Remor (Demon trapped inside cat)
- Paladis (Angel Fighter)
- Harbor (Tabaxi Artificer/Bard)
- Friendel (Beholder Rogue)
- Stroth (Human Warlock)
- Lore (Tiefling Warlock)
- Gilbert Kaz (Human Sorcerer)
- Joshua Kavandish (Dhampir Fighter)
- Yuri (Archfey Druid)
- Tir'el'nog (God of Broken realities)
- Elladoba (Human Paladin)
- Alton (Half-orc Paladin)
- Oval (Axolotl-Dragonborn Rogue)
- Penny (Human-symbiote Wizard/Artificer)
- Kalon (Warforge Rogue)
- Scoob (Warforge fighter)
- Seph (Human Rogue)
- Kramer (Human Rogue)
- Arsherdon (Moonstone Dragon)
Horus watches Oval for a moment before walking over, "Hello there."
Oval looks up and waves slightly "oh... hello!"
"So, they let kids in here?" he asks, still shuffling the deck
*Is she able to tell other peoples emotions?*
"Mhm" she said and nodded her head
*yes*
He gives a smile, "Well, ever had your fortune told?"
Whatever she can feel from him, theres a mixture of extreme sadness, and a sense of great apathy
"No..?" she said and walked up to the tavern, her eyes just poking over the edge. She takes his hand and studies it "You are sad... why?"
"Thats a.... long story." He sighs, his face faltering for a second before he forces it back to nuetrality, "I could tell you your fortune if you need."
"No im good" she said and climbed up to the seat across from him "Tell me what happened"
He sets some cards infront of him, "What would you do if you could see the future, but do nothing to change it?"
"I don't care either way. i rather be in the here and now"
"And what if you couldn't stop it? In theory, you'd know how you'd die and when, how everyone you love will die in vivid detail."
"I still wouldn't care." she said "If i die then i die. I would use those moments i was alive to be happy"
A sense of pity comes forth, yet he smikles, as forced as it seems, "You're optimistic, thats a good trait to have."
"No, I live here thanks." Another spear, followed by a second volley (Gonna just roll two sets of attacks with disadvantage since I'd rather do that than 8 total spears)
They shift into large Moonstone dragon with iridescent white scales that glimmer hints of green and blue like the moon reflecting on the water. They have blind eyes that look pale and have a blue tint to them. A large crescent horn sits on their muzzle, its almost transparent and gives off a soft glowing color. Their long tail is feathered with white fur that glows softly. Their claws and trimmed and kept sharp as needles. They wear no jewelry, no crests, nothing.
He nods slightly. Good. Haven't really talked to, or met, many Moonstone dragons. Most of your kin seem to enjoy staying in the Feywild more than the material plane.
"..." they bow their head and quietly scratch their horn in the dirt.
He chuckles. You can think your thoughts, you know. I will hear them.
They close their eyes and even their thoughts are silent or a bunch of random noises. They shake their head back and forth "MRRRRRRRRR"
He furrows his brow, obviously confused. What is wrong? Were you cursed or something?
They nod solemnly before opening their jaws. Their throat, tongue, everything is coated with a filmy white paste.
He furrows his brow, and a low growl rumbles out from deep within him. It's a good thing I'm a cleric. He says matter-of-factly, before closing his eyes, and starting to speak something under his breath in celestial. He rests a single talon against Arshedon's head, and casts a 5th-level remove curse on him.
"No, I live here thanks." Another spear, followed by a second volley (Gonna just roll two sets of attacks with disadvantage since I'd rather do that than 8 total spears)
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Both don't touch him as he chuckles "And im burning it so shoo"
They shift into large Moonstone dragon with iridescent white scales that glimmer hints of green and blue like the moon reflecting on the water. They have blind eyes that look pale and have a blue tint to them. A large crescent horn sits on their muzzle, its almost transparent and gives off a soft glowing color. Their long tail is feathered with white fur that glows softly. Their claws and trimmed and kept sharp as needles. They wear no jewelry, no crests, nothing.
He nods slightly. Good. Haven't really talked to, or met, many Moonstone dragons. Most of your kin seem to enjoy staying in the Feywild more than the material plane.
"..." they bow their head and quietly scratch their horn in the dirt.
He chuckles. You can think your thoughts, you know. I will hear them.
They close their eyes and even their thoughts are silent or a bunch of random noises. They shake their head back and forth "MRRRRRRRRR"
He furrows his brow, obviously confused. What is wrong? Were you cursed or something?
They nod solemnly before opening their jaws. Their throat, tongue, everything is coated with a filmy white paste.
He furrows his brow, and a low growl rumbles out from deep within him. It's a good thing I'm a cleric. He says matter-of-factly, before closing his eyes, and starting to speak something under his breath in celestial. He rests a single talon against Arshedon's head, and casts a 5th-level remove curse on him.
The film slowly starts to retract but it violently grows back, climbing up their throat quickly.
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.
"No, I live here thanks." Another spear, followed by a second volley (Gonna just roll two sets of attacks with disadvantage since I'd rather do that than 8 total spears)
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Both don't touch him as he chuckles "And im burning it so shoo"
"I AM LITERALLY ABOUT TO HIT YOU! HOLD STILL!" They throw another one, "I HAVE SO MANY OF THESE I CAN DO THIS ALL DAY" Bright flashes of magic go off behind him one after another revealing shadows suddenly appearing in the dark
The Eladrin newcomer smiles slightly to himself, and walks inside, pulling a bottle of spiced Feywine from his cloak as well as a glass before sitting down at a table in the corner. He unslings a rather old-looking, but still beautiful, guitar off his shoulder and sets it in the chair next to him as the Faerie Dragon flies off his shoulder and lands in the rafters.
*Gonna summon elladoba just for you*
A young woman sits on the couch. He brown-black hair is cut short and falls in front of one of her eyes. Her fair skin is dappled with pale freckles. Her golden eyes scan over a book titled "Complete history of wars and treaties". She wears a knitted cream-colored wool sweater, grey slacks, and simple shoes.
He glances over, before continuing to look around the room, but quickly does a double take. He whispers something, and the Faerie Dragon flies off, landing next to her, purring slightly.
*Thanks, lol ;D. Also, remember the Faerie dragon is Orchid.*
She chuckles "Hello Orchid" she said and pets their tiny head.
Orchid purrs, and gently bumps her head against Ella. Look over at the corner table, Ella. She says, giggling a bit.
Iralias smiles, and pulls out a second glass, quickly pouring some of the Feywine into it, and sets in front of the seat next to him.
Horus is shuffling a deck of cards at a table, specifically a tarokka deck
Vivian is having breakfast, a bowl of cereal
The chimera is out in the field, laying in the grass
<Open Characters>
- Kelipso (Tiefling Ranger)
- Allison (Half-elf Bard)
- Xan (Incubus Rogue)
- The Brand (Human Fighter)
- Remor (Demon trapped inside cat)
- Paladis (Angel Fighter)
- Harbor (Tabaxi Artificer/Bard)
- Friendel (Beholder Rogue)
- Stroth (Human Warlock)
- Lore (Tiefling Warlock)
- Gilbert Kaz (Human Sorcerer)
- Joshua Kavandish (Dhampir Fighter)
- Yuri (Archfey Druid)
- Tir'el'nog (God of Broken realities)
- Elladoba (Human Paladin)
- Alton (Half-orc Paladin)
- Oval (Axolotl-Dragonborn Rogue)
- Penny (Human-symbiote Wizard/Artificer)
- Kalon (Warforge Rogue)
- Scoob (Warforge fighter)
- Seph (Human Rogue)
- Kramer (Human Rogue)
- Arsherdon (Moonstone Dragon)
Horus watches Oval for a moment before walking over, "Hello there."
Oval looks up and waves slightly "oh... hello!"
"So, they let kids in here?" he asks, still shuffling the deck
*Is she able to tell other peoples emotions?*
"Mhm" she said and nodded her head
*yes*
He gives a smile, "Well, ever had your fortune told?"
Whatever she can feel from him, theres a mixture of extreme sadness, and a sense of great apathy
"No..?" she said and walked up to the tavern, her eyes just poking over the edge. She takes his hand and studies it "You are sad... why?"
"Thats a.... long story." He sighs, his face faltering for a second before he forces it back to nuetrality, "I could tell you your fortune if you need."
"No im good" she said and climbed up to the seat across from him "Tell me what happened"
He sets some cards infront of him, "What would you do if you could see the future, but do nothing to change it?"
"I don't care either way. i rather be in the here and now"
"And what if you couldn't stop it? In theory, you'd know how you'd die and when, how everyone you love will die in vivid detail."
"I still wouldn't care." she said "If i die then i die. I would use those moments i was alive to be happy"
A sense of pity comes forth, yet he smikles, as forced as it seems, "You're optimistic, thats a good trait to have."
"You pity me but i know how lives work"
"You're alone, right?" He asks, "I can see bits and pieces, but thats sorta accidental."
"No, I live here thanks." Another spear, followed by a second volley (Gonna just roll two sets of attacks with disadvantage since I'd rather do that than 8 total spears)
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Both don't touch him as he chuckles "And im burning it so shoo"
"I AM LITERALLY ABOUT TO HIT YOU! HOLD STILL!" They throw another one, "I HAVE SO MANY OF THESE I CAN DO THIS ALL DAY" Bright flashes of magic go off behind him one after another revealing shadows suddenly appearing in the dark
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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
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They nod solemnly before opening their jaws. Their throat, tongue, everything is coated with a filmy white paste.
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
"Child" One "Dude, you're burning the forest, what the hell."
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He glances over, before continuing to look around the room, but quickly does a double take. He whispers something, and the Faerie Dragon flies off, landing next to her, purring slightly.
*Thanks, lol ;D. Also, remember the Faerie dragon is Orchid.*
A sense of pity comes forth, yet he smikles, as forced as it seems, "You're optimistic, thats a good trait to have."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
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A trail of dust points the Baron in a specific direction.
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.
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.
"Deal with it"
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
She chuckles "Hello Orchid" she said and pets their tiny head.
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 pity me but i know how lives work"
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
The Baron sends an arcane eye to scout ahead across the trail, while he follows behind at a safe distance.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Xan grumbles "What?" he asked and sighed
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
"No, I live here thanks." Another spear, followed by a second volley (Gonna just roll two sets of attacks with disadvantage since I'd rather do that than 8 total spears)
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He furrows his brow, and a low growl rumbles out from deep within him. It's a good thing I'm a cleric. He says matter-of-factly, before closing his eyes, and starting to speak something under his breath in celestial. He rests a single talon against Arshedon's head, and casts a 5th-level remove curse on him.
Both don't touch him as he chuckles "And im burning it so shoo"
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
The film slowly starts to retract but it violently grows back, climbing up their throat quickly.
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
"Is this necessary?"
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 AM LITERALLY ABOUT TO HIT YOU! HOLD STILL!" They throw another one, "I HAVE SO MANY OF THESE I CAN DO THIS ALL DAY" Bright flashes of magic go off behind him one after another revealing shadows suddenly appearing in the dark
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Orchid purrs, and gently bumps her head against Ella. Look over at the corner table, Ella. She says, giggling a bit.
Iralias smiles, and pulls out a second glass, quickly pouring some of the Feywine into it, and sets in front of the seat next to him.
"You're alone, right?" He asks, "I can see bits and pieces, but thats sorta accidental."
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
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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