Out in the woods, a rampaging beast thunders towards the town. It seems to be aiming for damage and to cause a lot of it. It appears to be a young dragon of Deep descendant, ready to take what it can from the town. Before it can get very far, a man stands in its way.
The man stands about 6'2 with a cocky grin on his face. He wears a simple button down blue shirt, a black suit jacket, and black dress pants. A pair of sunglasses cover his eyes from view on all sides. His brown-amber hair is perfectly coifed and his smile is dazzling. With a suddenly hand movement, the dragon is halted in its rampage. It snarls in confusion and anger as it is suddenly thrown to the side and into a tree.
People come out, stars in their eyes as they cheer for him as he takes care of the dragon humanely. He bows to the crowd once it is all done and the dragon is knocked unconscious.
Riotan scampers over and attempts to strip some meat off of the dragon's tail covertly.
The man whips around and raises a brow. He walks over and picks Riotan up by the scruff and chuckles "Can't have you doing that pal."
Rio's scales burn a vivid pinkish-red, and emit an unbearable heat. Make a Constitution save.
*He is fire resistant so half damage*
24
Take a quarter of 30 fire damage.
He chuckles and throws him to side with a bit of force. He looks at his lightly burnt skin and smiles brightly "Good try my friend, good try."
Rio hisses. "Never stand between a predator and its meal..."
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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.
*If anyone would like to RP as well, here are characters.*
Arthur, being the busybody he is, is building what appears to be a.. giant metal box. He looks proud of himself, adjusting his goggles.
Stroth IS absolutely destroying a body of a Loxodon, writing in her journal about what they taste like.
Thane stands next to Arthur, looking destroyed, the last time Arthur would have seen him was when he was fighting the Valentines, and it looks like he lost, bad.
Sparrow is standing nearby, looking pensively at the library, his eyes narrowed.
Arthur looks up and smiles "Howdy there Thane... Buddy, you don't look so good. Here.." he walks over to his tool box and pulls out what appears to be a few health potions.
She stands up, licking her lips. She begins to clean up her mess and bury and body.
He shakes his head, the sound of crunching bone following immediately after the movement, “I…I’m fine. It’s good to see you again Arthur.” He waves away a tear, smiling back at them.
He adjusts his hat, not taking a moment to look at her, still staring at the library, but asking “Honey, I know this is somethin’ strange ta ask, but do ya know how to read?”
"Good to see ya again to parder, it's been awhile hasn't it." He fished what appears to be a beer bottle out of his tool box and hands it him.
"Yeah. Hell, I know every language there is!" She grins.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He smiles, looking to them from his book “When you have thousands of years worth of time, you get bored.”
He rubs his head, still doing shirtless pushups “Hello to you too.”
He stands behind the recliner, looking at what she’s reading, wearing one of his more traditional shirts, which means only 10% of his chest is hidden.
Thane watches the dragon with awe, having never seen anything like it before.
"Atleast its not about ways for people to kill you. It isnt, right?..." The color drains from his face.
"Hey, Donny." Zepyhr says as he walks through the portal, jumping onto the bed, landing on his back with his arms behind his head.
"Would you want to eat that?" She says, showing him a recipe for monster based cookies.
She holds its face, resting her forehead against theirs. She says something, and so does the dragon, but it's inaudible.
“Oh of course not, I still believed that my life had meaning at this point.” He says with a smile “It’s a cook book.”
“And how is your day going?” He says, finishing up the set and beginning to towel off.
He looks down to the recipe “I would, though I’m not really picky. Anything you make is delicious anyway.” He smiles.
Thane tilts his head, not wanting to evesdrop on what seems to be a very important conversation, though he does stare at them with unblinking milky white eyes.
It is coalescing in the shadows of Lord's Point, and it will break free in three days, consuming all...
Cyvus has fallen asleep in the library.
Thirteen is reading about Acheron.
Loriche is making a new magic axe.
Riotan is sewing together a new marilith.
Suhou is cleaning off their little shrine.
It is... Christmas Spirit!
Cyvus wakes up, yawning. He puts his books away, padding about the library slowly.
Yuki is sat on the ceiling, watching Rio sew.
Lilac pads up behind them, head tilted. "Whussat?"
*how do i interact with christmas spirit*
Thirteen watches him for a moment, then goes back to reading.
He cranes his neck, looking up at them. “Yo.”
The little god turns to stare up at them. The last memory of me.
*you don't, child*
The lion man grumbles softly, and smiles down at Thirteen. "Who is Acheron?"
"So, why'd you run off when I told you what I was?"
"Oh, are you a deity?" She says, sitting on her hinds.
*that’s a quitter mindset*
“Acheron is a plane of endless war where certain gods beckon their flock to fight eternally and pointlessly.”
“Didn’t run off, just had other business.”
Yes… but a very small one.
*Shhhh*
"Sounds violent."
"You're a bad liar" She says dropping down.
"How small?" she tilts her head, eyes bright with curiousity
"'Tis."
"I'd be better if I cared about a convincing facade." He muses.
They stretch out as far as they can. This small.
"I cant imagine fighting for no purpose."
"You're adorable, so you get away with it."
"No way! I used to be that small. Maybe you just need to eat a lot, like I did."
“Everyone thinks they fight for a purpose. But cause or circumstance rings ultimately hollow no matter what the mind believes. So the wisest say.” He ponders. “Wow, that was insightful. Certainly not played out and repetitive.”
“I know.” Riotan smirks.
All I eat is tiny plankton. It doesn’t make me grow.
"I fought for my King." he shrugs. "I think that's a good reason. Cyvus" he holds out a paw for them to shake.
"So, how about that date you owe me?"
"Oh. Well, being small is fun, I miss it sometimes. Small things are adorable."
He shakes it. "Thirteen. I stylized it as 'XIII' on my latest book."
"If possible, it's tonight!"
Thank you...
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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.
*If anyone would like to RP as well, here are characters.*
Arthur, being the busybody he is, is building what appears to be a.. giant metal box. He looks proud of himself, adjusting his goggles.
Stroth IS absolutely destroying a body of a Loxodon, writing in her journal about what they taste like.
Thane stands next to Arthur, looking destroyed, the last time Arthur would have seen him was when he was fighting the Valentines, and it looks like he lost, bad.
Sparrow is standing nearby, looking pensively at the library, his eyes narrowed.
Arthur looks up and smiles "Howdy there Thane... Buddy, you don't look so good. Here.." he walks over to his tool box and pulls out what appears to be a few health potions.
She stands up, licking her lips. She begins to clean up her mess and bury and body.
He shakes his head, the sound of crunching bone following immediately after the movement, “I…I’m fine. It’s good to see you again Arthur.” He waves away a tear, smiling back at them.
He adjusts his hat, not taking a moment to look at her, still staring at the library, but asking “Honey, I know this is somethin’ strange ta ask, but do ya know how to read?”
"Good to see ya again to parder, it's been awhile hasn't it." He fished what appears to be a beer bottle out of his tool box and hands it him.
"Yeah. Hell, I know every language there is!" She grins.
He pops it open with a claw, drinking it down in one go before looking back to them, “It… has. Longer than I’ve wanted. Have things been good for you?”
He chuckles, grinning as well “Ya really are spectacular. Could ya teach me how? Ta read I mean.”
*If anyone would like to RP as well, here are characters.*
Arthur, being the busybody he is, is building what appears to be a.. giant metal box. He looks proud of himself, adjusting his goggles.
Stroth IS absolutely destroying a body of a Loxodon, writing in her journal about what they taste like.
Thane stands next to Arthur, looking destroyed, the last time Arthur would have seen him was when he was fighting the Valentines, and it looks like he lost, bad.
Sparrow is standing nearby, looking pensively at the library, his eyes narrowed.
Arthur looks up and smiles "Howdy there Thane... Buddy, you don't look so good. Here.." he walks over to his tool box and pulls out what appears to be a few health potions.
She stands up, licking her lips. She begins to clean up her mess and bury and body.
He shakes his head, the sound of crunching bone following immediately after the movement, “I…I’m fine. It’s good to see you again Arthur.” He waves away a tear, smiling back at them.
He adjusts his hat, not taking a moment to look at her, still staring at the library, but asking “Honey, I know this is somethin’ strange ta ask, but do ya know how to read?”
"Good to see ya again to parder, it's been awhile hasn't it." He fished what appears to be a beer bottle out of his tool box and hands it him.
"Yeah. Hell, I know every language there is!" She grins.
He pops it open with a claw, drinking it down in one go before looking back to them, “It… has. Longer than I’ve wanted. Have things been good for you?”
He chuckles, grinning as well “Ya really are spectacular. Could ya teach me how? Ta read I mean.”
"Eh, not really.. A divorce and then throwing myself back into my work. Kinda went nomadic and ended up here after hearing Sparrow needed help."
She blinks "You don't know how to read?" She tilts her head from side to side like a curious puppy.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“I could teach you how, if you can believe it, I’ve had the time to learn.”
He rolls his eyes, sitting on the bed and beginning to clean his sword.
He holds her hand with both of his “I love you just as much, and I’ll pay you back for that love however I can. However I can~” He chuckles, sitting in her lap.
He stomps over, though being a nearly undead Dragonborn bound by the Nine Hells probably doesn’t make him look friendly, and the axe at his side doesn’t help.
*If anyone would like to RP as well, here are characters.*
Arthur, being the busybody he is, is building what appears to be a.. giant metal box. He looks proud of himself, adjusting his goggles.
Stroth IS absolutely destroying a body of a Loxodon, writing in her journal about what they taste like.
Thane stands next to Arthur, looking destroyed, the last time Arthur would have seen him was when he was fighting the Valentines, and it looks like he lost, bad.
Sparrow is standing nearby, looking pensively at the library, his eyes narrowed.
Arthur looks up and smiles "Howdy there Thane... Buddy, you don't look so good. Here.." he walks over to his tool box and pulls out what appears to be a few health potions.
She stands up, licking her lips. She begins to clean up her mess and bury and body.
He shakes his head, the sound of crunching bone following immediately after the movement, “I…I’m fine. It’s good to see you again Arthur.” He waves away a tear, smiling back at them.
He adjusts his hat, not taking a moment to look at her, still staring at the library, but asking “Honey, I know this is somethin’ strange ta ask, but do ya know how to read?”
"Good to see ya again to parder, it's been awhile hasn't it." He fished what appears to be a beer bottle out of his tool box and hands it him.
"Yeah. Hell, I know every language there is!" She grins.
He pops it open with a claw, drinking it down in one go before looking back to them, “It… has. Longer than I’ve wanted. Have things been good for you?”
He chuckles, grinning as well “Ya really are spectacular. Could ya teach me how? Ta read I mean.”
"Eh, not really.. A divorce and then throwing myself back into my work. Kinda went nomadic and ended up here after hearing Sparrow needed help."
She blinks "You don't know how to read?" She tilts her head from side to side like a curious puppy.
He sighs “You divorced? I thought things would work out… Valentines sent me here to kill Sparrow.” His nose and eyes begin to bleed as he says this.
He blushes, rubbing the back of his head “Was part of a heist crew, never needed to know how.” He says, slightly embarrassed.
*If anyone would like to RP as well, here are characters.*
Arthur, being the busybody he is, is building what appears to be a.. giant metal box. He looks proud of himself, adjusting his goggles.
Stroth IS absolutely destroying a body of a Loxodon, writing in her journal about what they taste like.
Thane stands next to Arthur, looking destroyed, the last time Arthur would have seen him was when he was fighting the Valentines, and it looks like he lost, bad.
Sparrow is standing nearby, looking pensively at the library, his eyes narrowed.
Arthur looks up and smiles "Howdy there Thane... Buddy, you don't look so good. Here.." he walks over to his tool box and pulls out what appears to be a few health potions.
She stands up, licking her lips. She begins to clean up her mess and bury and body.
He shakes his head, the sound of crunching bone following immediately after the movement, “I…I’m fine. It’s good to see you again Arthur.” He waves away a tear, smiling back at them.
He adjusts his hat, not taking a moment to look at her, still staring at the library, but asking “Honey, I know this is somethin’ strange ta ask, but do ya know how to read?”
"Good to see ya again to parder, it's been awhile hasn't it." He fished what appears to be a beer bottle out of his tool box and hands it him.
"Yeah. Hell, I know every language there is!" She grins.
He pops it open with a claw, drinking it down in one go before looking back to them, “It… has. Longer than I’ve wanted. Have things been good for you?”
He chuckles, grinning as well “Ya really are spectacular. Could ya teach me how? Ta read I mean.”
"Eh, not really.. A divorce and then throwing myself back into my work. Kinda went nomadic and ended up here after hearing Sparrow needed help."
She blinks "You don't know how to read?" She tilts her head from side to side like a curious puppy.
He sighs “You divorced? I thought things would work out… Valentines sent me here to kill Sparrow.” His nose and eyes begin to bleed as he says this.
He blushes, rubbing the back of his head “Was part of a heist crew, never needed to know how.” He says, slightly embarrassed.
"Unfortunately not. She was upset with me spending so much time on my machines.." he sighed and rubbed his eyes "I heard that part, are you going to be okay?"
She huffs "No One should be illiterate. What do you want to read and I'll help you out." She kisses his cheek.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“I could teach you how, if you can believe it, I’ve had the time to learn.”
He rolls his eyes, sitting on the bed and beginning to clean his sword.
He holds her hand with both of his “I love you just as much, and I’ll pay you back for that love however I can. However I can~” He chuckles, sitting in her lap.
He stomps over, though being a nearly undead Dragonborn bound by the Nine Hells probably doesn’t make him look friendly, and the axe at his side doesn’t help.
"As funny as that sounds, I do believe you." he chuckles, smoothing the fur on the back of his head.
"Why so blue, Big Red?"
"Good. You can not die for me, please." She says, holding him to her with a pout.
Before he gets close, the dragon cranes his neck to look at him, smiling. "Hello, Thane."
He chuckles with them, “You know, I never quite asked what you do did I? What is your job exactly, if you don’t mind my asking of course.”
He chuckles “Big Red? Really? I’ve got a job, it’s nothing.”
He leans against her, his head moving back to kiss her cheek “I’ll try, as long as you live, I won’t die for sure.”
They return the smile, but tilt their head in confusion, sitting slightly away “How?”
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Rio hisses. "Never stand between a predator and its meal..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Good to see ya again to parder, it's been awhile hasn't it." He fished what appears to be a beer bottle out of his tool box and hands it him.
"Yeah. Hell, I know every language there is!" She grins.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Oh of course not, I still believed that my life had meaning at this point.” He says with a smile “It’s a cook book.”
“And how is your day going?” He says, finishing up the set and beginning to towel off.
He looks down to the recipe “I would, though I’m not really picky. Anything you make is delicious anyway.” He smiles.
Thane tilts his head, not wanting to evesdrop on what seems to be a very important conversation, though he does stare at them with unblinking milky white eyes.
The cave is cold, dark, and damp, a large cot on the ground, paintings all around to add color. She follows “We were criminals.”
He shakes it. "Thirteen. I stylized it as 'XIII' on my latest book."
"If possible, it's tonight!"
Thank you...
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"So light work? What kinda stuff did you pull?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He pops it open with a claw, drinking it down in one go before looking back to them, “It… has. Longer than I’ve wanted. Have things been good for you?”
He chuckles, grinning as well “Ya really are spectacular. Could ya teach me how? Ta read I mean.”
“Water, lots of it, would rob cities blind an’ be gone befer they could hope to catch us.”
"Eh, not really.. A divorce and then throwing myself back into my work. Kinda went nomadic and ended up here after hearing Sparrow needed help."
She blinks "You don't know how to read?" She tilts her head from side to side like a curious puppy.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Water? So where'd you live, Anauroch?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Salem.*
“I could teach you how, if you can believe it, I’ve had the time to learn.”
He rolls his eyes, sitting on the bed and beginning to clean his sword.
He holds her hand with both of his “I love you just as much, and I’ll pay you back for that love however I can. However I can~” He chuckles, sitting in her lap.
He stomps over, though being a nearly undead Dragonborn bound by the Nine Hells probably doesn’t make him look friendly, and the axe at his side doesn’t help.
He sighs “You divorced? I thought things would work out… Valentines sent me here to kill Sparrow.” His nose and eyes begin to bleed as he says this.
He blushes, rubbing the back of his head “Was part of a heist crew, never needed to know how.” He says, slightly embarrassed.
“Gnarly Desert, only places with water were rich, an’ we ain’t rich.”
*salem cut*
"Yes. Astronomy, physics, biology, field guides, and philosophy."
"So where we going? You're probably sick of your own cafe..."
I represent the river and lake near here, and all that lives in them.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Unfortunately not. She was upset with me spending so much time on my machines.." he sighed and rubbed his eyes "I heard that part, are you going to be okay?"
She huffs "No One should be illiterate. What do you want to read and I'll help you out." She kisses his cheek.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He chuckles with them, “You know, I never quite asked what you do did I? What is your job exactly, if you don’t mind my asking of course.”
He chuckles “Big Red? Really? I’ve got a job, it’s nothing.”
He leans against her, his head moving back to kiss her cheek “I’ll try, as long as you live, I won’t die for sure.”
They return the smile, but tilt their head in confusion, sitting slightly away “How?”