*Let's try a character that totally is not a composite of my favorite parts of failed characters with extra Darkwood added in.*
A man stumbles out of the woods. He wears a strange outfit, with a metal helmet and military garb, but a scarf and respirator covering most of his face and an old, tattered long coat over his body.
A monster rushes out of the forest, looking like a human corpse with the head and upper torso splitting open to form a massive maw. It jumps onto the man and starts tearing at him with its claws.
Rani frowns. "Hey! Buddy! Calm down!" He blasts the monster.
Attack: 11 Damage: 14
Attack: 16 Damage: 11
*Sorry, I, uh, kinda deleted that post because I made it on impulse (as usual) and less than a second later remembered a character that I've wanted to play forever, but never got to play. I'm looking for a class for them right now, but it should be interesting.*
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
A youngish woman with bright eyes and hair the color of lightly cooked waffles wanders in from the street. She is wearing plain, if slightly elegant, clothes and seems... detached from her surroundings. The woman glances around at the other patrons and the room, then perches on a stool at the bar.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
"T-thanks, i missed you too." He smiles, leaning into her
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
"T-thanks, i missed you too." He smiles, leaning into her
She looks at him, a little confused. "What's wrong, Aovin?" She asks, before taking a sip of her drink.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
"T-thanks, i missed you too." He smiles, leaning into her
She looks at him, a little confused. "What's wrong, Aovin?" She asks, before taking a sip of her drink.
"Uh, its just been a while. You dissapeared, and i needed to go back to glasya."
"I have quite a few knights in my tower," he says, gesturing toward the massive, black tower in the woods, "but they are more vulnerable than I, so I don't want them to fight her. In all honesty, she will likely be coming here to kill me. She failed the last time, but since she cannot die, I don't think she'll stop until she succeeds."
"Understand. Am curious. Why angry at you? Petty? Fey hurt Baron first?"
"I don't really know. Fey tend to act like children on a power trip from my experience."
A youngish woman with bright eyes and hair the color of lightly cooked waffles wanders in from the street. She is wearing plain, if slightly elegant, clothes and seems... detached from her surroundings. The woman glances around at the other patrons and the room, then perches on a stool at the bar.
Kinsley stares at them from a moment, then attempts to hop over the bar and attempt perching on a stool, "Wow, I thought this'd be easier."
A youngish woman with bright eyes and hair the color of lightly cooked waffles wanders in from the street. She is wearing plain, if slightly elegant, clothes and seems... detached from her surroundings. The woman glances around at the other patrons and the room, then perches on a stool at the bar.
Kinsley stares at them from a moment, then attempts to hop over the bar and attempt perching on a stool, "Wow, I thought this'd be easier."
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
"T-thanks, i missed you too." He smiles, leaning into her
She looks at him, a little confused. "What's wrong, Aovin?" She asks, before taking a sip of her drink.
"Uh, its just been a while. You dissapeared, and i needed to go back to glasya."
She smiles sadly. "That it has. Sorry for vanishing on all of you. I can't ignore when Asmodeus calls, though."
A youngish woman with bright eyes and hair the color of lightly cooked waffles wanders in from the street. She is wearing plain, if slightly elegant, clothes and seems... detached from her surroundings. The woman glances around at the other patrons and the room, then perches on a stool at the bar.
A youngish woman with bright eyes and hair the color of lightly cooked waffles wanders in from the street. She is wearing plain, if slightly elegant, clothes and seems... detached from her surroundings. The woman glances around at the other patrons and the room, then perches on a stool at the bar.
The tiefling (Ghost, you'll know who she is) is sitting at a table, eating a steak with a Hellfire Bourbon next to her.
Iralias is sitting at his usual corner table, his guitar sitting in a chair next to him, and a second chair pulled close on his other side, as though he's expecting someone.
[Open slot]
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
*No worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
"T-thanks, i missed you too." He smiles, leaning into her
She looks at him, a little confused. "What's wrong, Aovin?" She asks, before taking a sip of her drink.
"Uh, its just been a while. You dissapeared, and i needed to go back to glasya."
She smiles sadly. "That it has. Sorry for vanishing on all of you. I can't ignore when Asmodeus calls, though."
"It uh... wasn't the easiest." He says thtough a very forced smile.
*Sorry, I, uh, kinda deleted that post because I made it on impulse (as usual) and less than a second later remembered a character that I've wanted to play forever, but never got to play. I'm looking for a class for them right now, but it should be interesting.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A hooded tiefling opens the door of the tavern. The only real way to tell is a horn peaking up out of a hood, and their tail draggin behind them. A sheathed rapier is hooked to their belt, a satchel slung over their shoulder
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
*Sorry, irl stuff popped up, lol*
She peers at the newcomer a bit curiously, as though trying to figure out who they are.
*Its chill*
*I legit cannot remember aovin's appearance tbh*
They look around, letting out a breath as they pull their hood down, its aovin cause i cannot describe good
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 worries, lmao. I just went back to the Tavernpedia for Ari's description.*
Her eyes go wide. "Aovin..." She mouths, before straight up yelling it, drawing some odd looks from the other patrons of the inn. "AOVIN!!" she's genuinely surprised, but happy he's here, if a bit confused.
He flinches as his name is yelled, looking around. As he spots her, he smiles slightly, though he looks different than when they last saw each other, "Hey Ari."
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
A youngish woman with bright eyes and hair the color of lightly cooked waffles wanders in from the street. She is wearing plain, if slightly elegant, clothes and seems... detached from her surroundings. The woman glances around at the other patrons and the room, then perches on a stool at the bar.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
She smiles widely. "Get your butt over here, brother!" She says, obviously thrilled he's back.
He walks over to her, immedietly hugging her
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
She chuckles, and hugs him back, wrapping her wings around him. "I missed you, brother."
"T-thanks, i missed you too." He smiles, leaning into her
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
She looks at him, a little confused. "What's wrong, Aovin?" She asks, before taking a sip of her drink.
"Uh, its just been a while. You dissapeared, and i needed to go back to glasya."
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
"Yes. Like children. Immature."
Kinsley stares at them from a moment, then attempts to hop over the bar and attempt perching on a stool, "Wow, I thought this'd be easier."
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"Hello. Do you work here?" She smiles slowly.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
She smiles sadly. "That it has. Sorry for vanishing on all of you. I can't ignore when Asmodeus calls, though."
*Heya Half! Been a while!*
*Hello! I've been busy.*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"It uh... wasn't the easiest." He says thtough a very forced smile.
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