She nods, reaching into the pouch, pulling out a single platinum “What would this be able to get me?” She puts it carefully on the counter “I wouldn’t like anything particularly special, just something I might want to keep with me.”
She sits at the table, beginning to eat at a messy rate, taking huge bites.
He takes the coin, eyes glowing softly. "Ma'am, this one coin alone would clean me out.."
*fyi, one of my turn offs is messy eaters. Not trying to be an ahole, just wanted to throw that out there.*
"So, where're you from?" She says, surprising herself at her brazen actions thus far.
*Sorry about that, good to know. Unfortunately, She was raised as part of a criminal gang in a magic Wild West, so she isn’t exactly sophisticated.*
She smiles softly “Oh, how unfortunate. Would you like for me to use something else? Possibly something less valuable? Or is that fine?”
“The Gnarly desert, but I’ve been traveling for a long time.” She says while she eats, taking the time out of eating to speak when her mouth is empty.
*The wild magic west :D*
*The wildest west you could say.*
*Adding cowboy sorcerer or warlock to my list of potential characters.*
*who needs guns when you shoot fire >:D*
*Sparrow is actually a Fighter/Warlock, his bullets deal radiant, necrotic, fire, or cold damage depending on which one he loads.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The entity crumbles, revealing... Felix. The real Felix. Standing there, fuming. "You have a chance. You can do better. You can try. But you won't. You're too caught up thinking you're some sort of hero. You're not Batman. You're not Tony Stark. I want so desperately to keep giving you chances, keep caring about you. But you never change. You don't want to be better. You want to play god with people's lives. You want to have absolute impunity. You're a tyrant, William. And I refuse to let you rule me. So do you really want a last chance, or were those just empty words again?"
He laughs manically" I'm no hero Felix! Hell, I don't even qualify as a villain because at least villains try! I don't deserve chances, I don't deserve you! You don't understand Felix, you don't understand!"
He sighs. "No. You don't. Not me, not yourself, and certainly not us. No one deserves anything in this world, but I do what I do all the same. I take the time to love and care, even when it hurts. I just hoped you could do the same for me." He turns to leave. "Goodbye, William. If you're so dead-set on leaving me with nothing, I'll leave you with the same." He heads directly for the Red Plate.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Sure. I was thinking of introducing the Polish Juggernaut and the Cleric/Monk. You want those two or would you like someone else?*
*sure*
A man, dressed in thick military-esque fatigues walks into the tavern. He is tall, around 6'3, with his body built like a brick wall. His face is covered with a cloth that is covered on all sides. Eyeholes have been cut from the cloth, a pair of black orbs staring out. He carries a huge blade shaped like a cleaver. He is quite quiet, his movements silent, as he walks to the bar.
Thirteen is going over maps of Avernus at his booth.
The man looks over, tilting his head. His eyes gleam with interest. A wizard? And one with a map no less. He could smell the potential money.
Thirteen marks the location of a small ruin that he’s seen on his last excursion to the Nine Hells.
The man walks over and tilts his head, his hands making complex gestures and signs.
“Yes?” Thirteen looks up, rolling up the map promptly.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nods, reaching into the pouch, pulling out a single platinum “What would this be able to get me?” She puts it carefully on the counter “I wouldn’t like anything particularly special, just something I might want to keep with me.”
She sits at the table, beginning to eat at a messy rate, taking huge bites.
He takes the coin, eyes glowing softly. "Ma'am, this one coin alone would clean me out.."
*fyi, one of my turn offs is messy eaters. Not trying to be an ahole, just wanted to throw that out there.*
"So, where're you from?" She says, surprising herself at her brazen actions thus far.
*Sorry about that, good to know. Unfortunately, She was raised as part of a criminal gang in a magic Wild West, so she isn’t exactly sophisticated.*
She smiles softly “Oh, how unfortunate. Would you like for me to use something else? Possibly something less valuable? Or is that fine?”
“The Gnarly desert, but I’ve been traveling for a long time.” She says while she eats, taking the time out of eating to speak when her mouth is empty.
*The wild magic west :D*
*The wildest west you could say.*
*Adding cowboy sorcerer or warlock to my list of potential characters.*
*who needs guns when you shoot fire >:D*
*Sparrow is actually a Fighter/Warlock, his bullets deal radiant, necrotic, fire, or cold damage depending on which one he loads.*
The entity crumbles, revealing... Felix. The real Felix. Standing there, fuming. "You have a chance. You can do better. You can try. But you won't. You're too caught up thinking you're some sort of hero. You're not Batman. You're not Tony Stark. I want so desperately to keep giving you chances, keep caring about you. But you never change. You don't want to be better. You want to play god with people's lives. You want to have absolute impunity. You're a tyrant, William. And I refuse to let you rule me. So do you really want a last chance, or were those just empty words again?"
He laughs manically" I'm no hero Felix! Hell, I don't even qualify as a villain because at least villains try! I don't deserve chances, I don't deserve you! You don't understand Felix, you don't understand!"
He sighs. "No. You don't. Not me, not yourself, and certainly not us. No one deserves anything in this world, but I do what I do all the same. I take the time to love and care, even when it hurts. I just hoped you could do the same for me." He turns to leave. "Goodbye, William. If you're so dead-set on leaving me with nothing, I'll leave you with the same." He heads directly for the Red Plate.
*tempted to have Xavier blow it up...*
*no.*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The entity crumbles, revealing... Felix. The real Felix. Standing there, fuming. "You have a chance. You can do better. You can try. But you won't. You're too caught up thinking you're some sort of hero. You're not Batman. You're not Tony Stark. I want so desperately to keep giving you chances, keep caring about you. But you never change. You don't want to be better. You want to play god with people's lives. You want to have absolute impunity. You're a tyrant, William. And I refuse to let you rule me. So do you really want a last chance, or were those just empty words again?"
He laughs manically" I'm no hero Felix! Hell, I don't even qualify as a villain because at least villains try! I don't deserve chances, I don't deserve you! You don't understand Felix, you don't understand!"
He sighs. "No. You don't. Not me, not yourself, and certainly not us. No one deserves anything in this world, but I do what I do all the same. I take the time to love and care, even when it hurts. I just hoped you could do the same for me." He turns to leave. "Goodbye, William. If you're so dead-set on leaving me with nothing, I'll leave you with the same." He heads directly for the Red Plate.
*tempted to have Xavier blow it up...*
*Felix is literally about to do that.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He chuckles and replies "Very. I think I did well though, what do you think?" he asks
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Sparrow is actually a Fighter/Warlock, his bullets deal radiant, necrotic, fire, or cold damage depending on which one he loads.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Well, i didn't know your face." he raises a hand, "And i assure you i had no ill intentions that night"
He sighs. "No. You don't. Not me, not yourself, and certainly not us. No one deserves anything in this world, but I do what I do all the same. I take the time to love and care, even when it hurts. I just hoped you could do the same for me." He turns to leave. "Goodbye, William. If you're so dead-set on leaving me with nothing, I'll leave you with the same." He heads directly for the Red Plate.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yes?” Thirteen looks up, rolling up the map promptly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I love that*
*Angry Felix is angry. Who would have guessed?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She reaches out, making sure not to touch them, taking one of the frames in their hand, smiling "This will do perfectly, thank ya sweetheart."
She laughs "Yeah, it is hot there... I wish I had the chance to go back." She suddenly gets sad, looking down to the table.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Thanks, Sparrow's one of my favorites, want to make a character as part of his old gang?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*😱*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*oooo, i'll consider that ^^*
*no.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Felix is literally about to do that.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He nods "Good to hear, I won't want to do something that would get me in trouble." He snaps, dispelling the Delay Blast Fireball.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)