*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
"Really? And what sorta places have you been?"
He chuckles. "Many worlds on the material plane, hundreds of different places in the Feywild, where I came from, the Shadowfell a few times. Even ended up in one of the lower planes for a few seconds before getting dropped on top of a mountain."
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
"Really? And what sorta places have you been?"
He chuckles. "Many worlds on the material plane, hundreds of different places in the Feywild, where I came from, the Shadowfell a few times. Even ended up in one of the lower planes for a few seconds before getting dropped on top of a mountain."
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
"Really? And what sorta places have you been?"
He chuckles. "Many worlds on the material plane, hundreds of different places in the Feywild, where I came from, the Shadowfell a few times. Even ended up in one of the lower planes for a few seconds before getting dropped on top of a mountain."
"Wow, well traveled aren't ya."
He shrugs. "I'm almost 400 years old..." He chuckles.
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
"Really? And what sorta places have you been?"
He chuckles. "Many worlds on the material plane, hundreds of different places in the Feywild, where I came from, the Shadowfell a few times. Even ended up in one of the lower planes for a few seconds before getting dropped on top of a mountain."
"Wow, well traveled aren't ya."
He shrugs. "I'm almost 400 years old..." He chuckles.
*Anyways, wanna RP? Got Phantom, Iralias, and Soldaer right now, but Yazrin can be swapped in instead of Soldaer if you'd rather.*
*Uhhhhhh* *Heres mine*
Horus is sitting on the couch
Vivian is drinking orange juice
Chimera is out in the grass
*Gonna need a description, but let's see how she does with Iralias.*
Iralias is sitting on stage, tuning his guitar and humming, as though warming up.
*Half elf drow girl, about 5'8" with a bit paler skin than the average drow. She has short brown hair and iridescent colored eyes*
Vivian looks up at the stage, listening to the music
*Nice*
Iralias nods to her amicably, before he starts singing. It's a little slower, but very beautiful song. It's in elvish, and about two lovers separated by time and distance who find each other again. It's obviously not directed at her though, but rather at a beautiful human sitting at a table in the back.
She hums along a bit, looking back at the human and smiling for a bit before returning to her things
He smiles a bit again, and continues his performance, hitting every note perfectly. He finishes the song with a bit of a flourish, hopping off the stage and slinging his guitar over his shoulder at the same time. He walks over to Vivian, smiling a little.
"I really liked your song," She grins as he walks over
He smiles warmly. "Thank you." He says with a slight bow of his head. He gestures to the seat across from her. "May I?"
"You're welcome." She nods, "Go ahead, don't have anyone i'm waiting on."
He smiles, and pulls the seat out, taking a seat. He sets the guitar on a nearby unoccupied chair. "So... what brings you here?" He asks, his clear, ice blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
He chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
"Oh, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
"Really? And what sorta places have you been?"
He chuckles. "Many worlds on the material plane, hundreds of different places in the Feywild, where I came from, the Shadowfell a few times. Even ended up in one of the lower planes for a few seconds before getting dropped on top of a mountain."
"Wow, well traveled aren't ya."
He shrugs. "I'm almost 400 years old..." He chuckles.
"Huh, getting near your middle age eh?" She asks with a laugh
A trail of dust points the Baron in a specific direction.
The Baron sends an arcane eye to scout ahead across the trail, while he follows behind at a safe distance.
The eye comes upon a cave.
It enters (darkvision 30ft) while the Baron waits outside.
The eye fizzles and winks closed at the cave boundary.
The Baron summons Sir Gloam (A wyrmling) and sends the small shadow dragon inside.
As the cave opens wider, the ground near the walls are littered with corpses. But something is wrong. All of them are shattered grey stone, and strange whorls are impressed onto the dusty ground.
The Baron pulls out a mirror and looks through it as opposed to looking directly at the cave as he investigates.
The passage breaks of into two corridors. The litter of corpses gets thinner.
The Baron goes down the left one, taking Gloam with him.
It leads to another cave, this one with a statue in the middle of the room. It depicts a soldier groveling while looking up.
The Baron gives the statue a wide berth, making absolutely sure not to step within 5 ft of it as he investigates the cave.
A mural is partially cracked on one wall, debris blocking a corridor. The mural depicts soldiers in the same armor of the statue fleeing from a beast.
The Baron tries to cast a cantrip as he leaves for the other passage, still staying away from the statue and looking through the mirror.
It works, though I'm guessing the Baron has darkvision?
Devil's Sight, actually.
The passage widens, until the Baron is standing in a 40x40 cave. A small cluster of statues are pushed against the opposite wall, and a caldron bubbles in a corner.
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.
*Good morrow fair maidens and kind lords. I, sir Lawrence, am very tired because me and friend yesterday went out to buy plague doctor and nurse outfits for drama club. :] I was out till 10 and i have lost sleep because of it.*
*Good morrow fair maidens and kind lords. I, sir Lawrence, am very tired because me and friend yesterday went out to buy plague doctor and nurse outfits for drama club. :] I was out till 10 and i have lost sleep because of it.*
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.
Xan watches for a minute before jumping down and standing in front of him. He dug in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a crystal vial with sparkling red liquid. He kneels down and forces him to drink it.
Xan watches for a minute before jumping down and standing in front of him. He dug in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a crystal vial with sparkling red liquid. He kneels down and forces him to drink it.
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.
Xan watches for a minute before jumping down and standing in front of him. He dug in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a crystal vial with sparkling red liquid. He kneels down and forces him to drink it.
Xan watches for a minute before jumping down and standing in front of him. He dug in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a crystal vial with sparkling red liquid. He kneels down and forces him to drink it.
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.
Xan watches for a minute before jumping down and standing in front of him. He dug in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a crystal vial with sparkling red liquid. He kneels down and forces him to drink it.
Emmet drinks it. "Errgh."
Xan pokes his forehead. "you good there?"
"Just getting a feel for this body."
"well you did a good job" Xan said and gave him a sincere smile.
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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
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"Portals," She says with a smile, "Always thinking with em."
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 chuckles. "Fair enough. Portals can be a little unpredictable."
"You have no clue." She chuckles
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, I've done my fair share of portal travel." He says with a wry grin.
"Really? And what sorta places have you been?"
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 chuckles. "Many worlds on the material plane, hundreds of different places in the Feywild, where I came from, the Shadowfell a few times. Even ended up in one of the lower planes for a few seconds before getting dropped on top of a mountain."
"Wow, well traveled aren't ya."
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 shrugs. "I'm almost 400 years old..." He chuckles.
"Huh, getting near your middle age eh?" She asks with a laugh
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 passage widens, until the Baron is standing in a 40x40 cave. A small cluster of statues are pushed against the opposite wall, and a caldron bubbles in a corner.
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.
Emmet is slowly bleeding out in the grass.
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.
*Good morrow fair maidens and kind lords. I, sir Lawrence, am very tired because me and friend yesterday went out to buy plague doctor and nurse outfits for drama club. :] I was out till 10 and i have lost sleep because of 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
*Cool!*
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.
He happens upon Emmet, propped up against a tree.
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.
*ugh..... I'm feeling lazy today*
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
Xan watches for a minute before jumping down and standing in front of him. He dug in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a crystal vial with sparkling red liquid. He kneels down and forces him to drink 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
Emmet drinks it. "Errgh."
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.
Xan pokes his forehead. "you good there?"
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
"Just getting a feel for this body."
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.
"well you did a good job" Xan said and gave him a sincere smile.
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