He raises his arm, the dagger embedding itself in his flesh, which he winces at, "Well thats rude." He mutters, flicking his whip at brand: Attack: 24 Damage: 13, plus another 1, and another 3 radiant
Brand easily dodges as he casts True Strike on Vanden. His words whispering in infernal as he spies breaks in your defenses. He chuckles as suddenly the world becomes thick with fog that obscures the vision (Misty Step)
Make a wisdom save -w-
13
Fail, his misty step doesn't activate
He sighs again and raises his longsword. (Hit: 35 Damage: 18 slashing and 8 fire damage)
Vanden once again eats the attack, before retaliating: Attack: 32 Damage: 16, 6, 1 radiant
He chuckles as Hellish Flames (Reaction) rise from the ground, engulfing Vendan. (make DEX save).
He uses his Action Surge and Extra Attack to make Four Attacks.
Hit: 30 damage: 19 + 6
Hit: 20 damage: 14 + 6
Hit: 26 damage: 16 + 11
Hit: 34 damage: 17 + 12
Dex save: 30
He coughs, looking not the best, "So you can back up your talk, not bad." He mumbles, placing a hand on the women, "But i know when to leave." He says, before they both dissapear
Brand snarls and turns to the Banderhobb "TRACK HER. NOW!". It begins to run in her direction.
Vanden cracks his nek as they appear in the tavern, "Go get a room, they can't enter against you will." He says to the women grabbing a healing elixer from his bag
Brand kicks open the door of the tavern, gripping his pistol. The Banderhoob cowers a bit outside.
Vanden groans, "God can you just let it go?" He asks, the women upstairs,
"Nope. You made some powerful people very angry" he said and chuckled.
"Like who? Your boss?"
"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need it"
The door to the Inn opens as a man steps inside, his tanned skin and short black hair contrasting his green eyes. He seems to be nearly 30, the hood of a cloak pulled up over his head. Theres a small noise as he closes a book, sticking it into a holder on his belt next to something else barely visible, the cloak soon pulled to cover it and the book. He looks around for a moment, then speaks in dwarvish to someone behind him, 'Alright, come in.' He steps to the side as a masked figure shuffles in, a hood also covering their form. Their clothes are long, covering almost all of their body, except for a pair of mostly gloved hands, which have a set of long claws tearing out of the cloth. A low growl starts to come from behind the mask before the man snaps his fingers, speaking once again in dwarven, 'Stop that. Go find a secluded table.' He says, the figure wordlessly walking to a table in the corner as the man walks up towards the counter, now speaking in common, "Can i get a room please?"
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender, knods looking for a spare key. "Whom are ye?"
"Put it under Jasper." He nods,
"One ask concering whom another is, not what their name is." He says, jotting down the name either way for the paperwork
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He raises his arm, the dagger embedding itself in his flesh, which he winces at, "Well thats rude." He mutters, flicking his whip at brand: Attack: 24 Damage: 13, plus another 1, and another 3 radiant
Brand easily dodges as he casts True Strike on Vanden. His words whispering in infernal as he spies breaks in your defenses. He chuckles as suddenly the world becomes thick with fog that obscures the vision (Misty Step)
Make a wisdom save -w-
13
Fail, his misty step doesn't activate
He sighs again and raises his longsword. (Hit: 35 Damage: 18 slashing and 8 fire damage)
Vanden once again eats the attack, before retaliating: Attack: 32 Damage: 16, 6, 1 radiant
He chuckles as Hellish Flames (Reaction) rise from the ground, engulfing Vendan. (make DEX save).
He uses his Action Surge and Extra Attack to make Four Attacks.
Hit: 30 damage: 19 + 6
Hit: 20 damage: 14 + 6
Hit: 26 damage: 16 + 11
Hit: 34 damage: 17 + 12
Dex save: 30
He coughs, looking not the best, "So you can back up your talk, not bad." He mumbles, placing a hand on the women, "But i know when to leave." He says, before they both dissapear
Brand snarls and turns to the Banderhobb "TRACK HER. NOW!". It begins to run in her direction.
Vanden cracks his nek as they appear in the tavern, "Go get a room, they can't enter against you will." He says to the women grabbing a healing elixer from his bag
Brand kicks open the door of the tavern, gripping his pistol. The Banderhoob cowers a bit outside.
Vanden groans, "God can you just let it go?" He asks, the women upstairs,
"Nope. You made some powerful people very angry" he said and chuckled.
"Like who? Your boss?"
"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need it"
The door to the Inn opens as a man steps inside, his tanned skin and short black hair contrasting his green eyes. He seems to be nearly 30, the hood of a cloak pulled up over his head. Theres a small noise as he closes a book, sticking it into a holder on his belt next to something else barely visible, the cloak soon pulled to cover it and the book. He looks around for a moment, then speaks in dwarvish to someone behind him, 'Alright, come in.' He steps to the side as a masked figure shuffles in, a hood also covering their form. Their clothes are long, covering almost all of their body, except for a pair of mostly gloved hands, which have a set of long claws tearing out of the cloth. A low growl starts to come from behind the mask before the man snaps his fingers, speaking once again in dwarven, 'Stop that. Go find a secluded table.' He says, the figure wordlessly walking to a table in the corner as the man walks up towards the counter, now speaking in common, "Can i get a room please?"
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender, knods looking for a spare key. "Whom are ye?"
"Put it under Jasper." He nods,
"One ask concering whom another is, not what their name is." He says, jotting down the name either way for the paperwork
He raises his arm, the dagger embedding itself in his flesh, which he winces at, "Well thats rude." He mutters, flicking his whip at brand: Attack: 24 Damage: 13, plus another 1, and another 3 radiant
Brand easily dodges as he casts True Strike on Vanden. His words whispering in infernal as he spies breaks in your defenses. He chuckles as suddenly the world becomes thick with fog that obscures the vision (Misty Step)
Make a wisdom save -w-
13
Fail, his misty step doesn't activate
He sighs again and raises his longsword. (Hit: 35 Damage: 18 slashing and 8 fire damage)
Vanden once again eats the attack, before retaliating: Attack: 32 Damage: 16, 6, 1 radiant
He chuckles as Hellish Flames (Reaction) rise from the ground, engulfing Vendan. (make DEX save).
He uses his Action Surge and Extra Attack to make Four Attacks.
Hit: 30 damage: 19 + 6
Hit: 20 damage: 14 + 6
Hit: 26 damage: 16 + 11
Hit: 34 damage: 17 + 12
Dex save: 30
He coughs, looking not the best, "So you can back up your talk, not bad." He mumbles, placing a hand on the women, "But i know when to leave." He says, before they both dissapear
Brand snarls and turns to the Banderhobb "TRACK HER. NOW!". It begins to run in her direction.
Vanden cracks his nek as they appear in the tavern, "Go get a room, they can't enter against you will." He says to the women grabbing a healing elixer from his bag
Brand kicks open the door of the tavern, gripping his pistol. The Banderhoob cowers a bit outside.
Vanden groans, "God can you just let it go?" He asks, the women upstairs,
"Nope. You made some powerful people very angry" he said and chuckled.
"Like who? Your boss?"
"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need it"
"Or i just ignore you cause i did my job."
"Then ill go wait outside her door and send guards outside her windows until she starves to death then i can collect."
The door to the Inn opens as a man steps inside, his tanned skin and short black hair contrasting his green eyes. He seems to be nearly 30, the hood of a cloak pulled up over his head. Theres a small noise as he closes a book, sticking it into a holder on his belt next to something else barely visible, the cloak soon pulled to cover it and the book. He looks around for a moment, then speaks in dwarvish to someone behind him, 'Alright, come in.' He steps to the side as a masked figure shuffles in, a hood also covering their form. Their clothes are long, covering almost all of their body, except for a pair of mostly gloved hands, which have a set of long claws tearing out of the cloth. A low growl starts to come from behind the mask before the man snaps his fingers, speaking once again in dwarven, 'Stop that. Go find a secluded table.' He says, the figure wordlessly walking to a table in the corner as the man walks up towards the counter, now speaking in common, "Can i get a room please?"
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender, knods looking for a spare key. "Whom are ye?"
"Put it under Jasper." He nods,
"One ask concering whom another is, not what their name is." He says, jotting down the name either way for the paperwork
"Then i don't understand the question."
"Who are you? What is your occupation, what is your drive, etc."
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He raises his arm, the dagger embedding itself in his flesh, which he winces at, "Well thats rude." He mutters, flicking his whip at brand: Attack: 24 Damage: 13, plus another 1, and another 3 radiant
Brand easily dodges as he casts True Strike on Vanden. His words whispering in infernal as he spies breaks in your defenses. He chuckles as suddenly the world becomes thick with fog that obscures the vision (Misty Step)
Make a wisdom save -w-
13
Fail, his misty step doesn't activate
He sighs again and raises his longsword. (Hit: 35 Damage: 18 slashing and 8 fire damage)
Vanden once again eats the attack, before retaliating: Attack: 32 Damage: 16, 6, 1 radiant
He chuckles as Hellish Flames (Reaction) rise from the ground, engulfing Vendan. (make DEX save).
He uses his Action Surge and Extra Attack to make Four Attacks.
Hit: 30 damage: 19 + 6
Hit: 20 damage: 14 + 6
Hit: 26 damage: 16 + 11
Hit: 34 damage: 17 + 12
Dex save: 30
He coughs, looking not the best, "So you can back up your talk, not bad." He mumbles, placing a hand on the women, "But i know when to leave." He says, before they both dissapear
Brand snarls and turns to the Banderhobb "TRACK HER. NOW!". It begins to run in her direction.
Vanden cracks his nek as they appear in the tavern, "Go get a room, they can't enter against you will." He says to the women grabbing a healing elixer from his bag
Brand kicks open the door of the tavern, gripping his pistol. The Banderhoob cowers a bit outside.
Vanden groans, "God can you just let it go?" He asks, the women upstairs,
"Nope. You made some powerful people very angry" he said and chuckled.
"Like who? Your boss?"
"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need it"
"Or i just ignore you cause i did my job."
"Then ill go wait outside her door and send guards outside her windows until she starves to death then i can collect."
"And if i sent her up there with food? And water?" He asks, "I wonder how long your bosses patience will last"
The door to the Inn opens as a man steps inside, his tanned skin and short black hair contrasting his green eyes. He seems to be nearly 30, the hood of a cloak pulled up over his head. Theres a small noise as he closes a book, sticking it into a holder on his belt next to something else barely visible, the cloak soon pulled to cover it and the book. He looks around for a moment, then speaks in dwarvish to someone behind him, 'Alright, come in.' He steps to the side as a masked figure shuffles in, a hood also covering their form. Their clothes are long, covering almost all of their body, except for a pair of mostly gloved hands, which have a set of long claws tearing out of the cloth. A low growl starts to come from behind the mask before the man snaps his fingers, speaking once again in dwarven, 'Stop that. Go find a secluded table.' He says, the figure wordlessly walking to a table in the corner as the man walks up towards the counter, now speaking in common, "Can i get a room please?"
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender, knods looking for a spare key. "Whom are ye?"
"Put it under Jasper." He nods,
"One ask concering whom another is, not what their name is." He says, jotting down the name either way for the paperwork
"Then i don't understand the question."
"Who are you? What is your occupation, what is your drive, etc."
"Hmmm," He thinks, "I'm Jasper. My jobs not your business unless you need a background check, and i'm just looking to grow stronger while i'm traveling."
He raises his arm, the dagger embedding itself in his flesh, which he winces at, "Well thats rude." He mutters, flicking his whip at brand: Attack: 24 Damage: 13, plus another 1, and another 3 radiant
Brand easily dodges as he casts True Strike on Vanden. His words whispering in infernal as he spies breaks in your defenses. He chuckles as suddenly the world becomes thick with fog that obscures the vision (Misty Step)
Make a wisdom save -w-
13
Fail, his misty step doesn't activate
He sighs again and raises his longsword. (Hit: 35 Damage: 18 slashing and 8 fire damage)
Vanden once again eats the attack, before retaliating: Attack: 32 Damage: 16, 6, 1 radiant
He chuckles as Hellish Flames (Reaction) rise from the ground, engulfing Vendan. (make DEX save).
He uses his Action Surge and Extra Attack to make Four Attacks.
Hit: 30 damage: 19 + 6
Hit: 20 damage: 14 + 6
Hit: 26 damage: 16 + 11
Hit: 34 damage: 17 + 12
Dex save: 30
He coughs, looking not the best, "So you can back up your talk, not bad." He mumbles, placing a hand on the women, "But i know when to leave." He says, before they both dissapear
Brand snarls and turns to the Banderhobb "TRACK HER. NOW!". It begins to run in her direction.
Vanden cracks his nek as they appear in the tavern, "Go get a room, they can't enter against you will." He says to the women grabbing a healing elixer from his bag
Brand kicks open the door of the tavern, gripping his pistol. The Banderhoob cowers a bit outside.
Vanden groans, "God can you just let it go?" He asks, the women upstairs,
"Nope. You made some powerful people very angry" he said and chuckled.
"Like who? Your boss?"
"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need it"
"Or i just ignore you cause i did my job."
"Then ill go wait outside her door and send guards outside her windows until she starves to death then i can collect."
"And if i sent her up there with food? And water?" He asks, "I wonder how long your bosses patience will last"
"They live forever and one soul doesnt matter as much but a contract is a contract and if they loose out on it, they are gonna be mad" he said and chuckles, sitting in a seat. He sets his hand on the table and summons two Vrocks who caw loudly and fluff their wings. "Go and make sure no one goes in or out" he orders as they nod and fly upstairs and outside.
He raises his arm, the dagger embedding itself in his flesh, which he winces at, "Well thats rude." He mutters, flicking his whip at brand: Attack: 24 Damage: 13, plus another 1, and another 3 radiant
Brand easily dodges as he casts True Strike on Vanden. His words whispering in infernal as he spies breaks in your defenses. He chuckles as suddenly the world becomes thick with fog that obscures the vision (Misty Step)
Make a wisdom save -w-
13
Fail, his misty step doesn't activate
He sighs again and raises his longsword. (Hit: 35 Damage: 18 slashing and 8 fire damage)
Vanden once again eats the attack, before retaliating: Attack: 32 Damage: 16, 6, 1 radiant
He chuckles as Hellish Flames (Reaction) rise from the ground, engulfing Vendan. (make DEX save).
He uses his Action Surge and Extra Attack to make Four Attacks.
Hit: 30 damage: 19 + 6
Hit: 20 damage: 14 + 6
Hit: 26 damage: 16 + 11
Hit: 34 damage: 17 + 12
Dex save: 30
He coughs, looking not the best, "So you can back up your talk, not bad." He mumbles, placing a hand on the women, "But i know when to leave." He says, before they both dissapear
Brand snarls and turns to the Banderhobb "TRACK HER. NOW!". It begins to run in her direction.
Vanden cracks his nek as they appear in the tavern, "Go get a room, they can't enter against you will." He says to the women grabbing a healing elixer from his bag
Brand kicks open the door of the tavern, gripping his pistol. The Banderhoob cowers a bit outside.
Vanden groans, "God can you just let it go?" He asks, the women upstairs,
"Nope. You made some powerful people very angry" he said and chuckled.
"Like who? Your boss?"
"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need it"
"Or i just ignore you cause i did my job."
"Then ill go wait outside her door and send guards outside her windows until she starves to death then i can collect."
"And if i sent her up there with food? And water?" He asks, "I wonder how long your bosses patience will last"
"They live forever and one soul doesnt matter as much but a contract is a contract and if they loose out on it, they are gonna be mad" he said and chuckles, sitting in a seat. He sets his hand on the table and summons two Vrocks who caw loudly and fluff their wings. "Go and make sure no one goes in or out" he orders as they nod and fly upstairs and outside.
"So, question. If they're endless, then how exactly did she break their contract?"
The door to the Inn opens as a man steps inside, his tanned skin and short black hair contrasting his green eyes. He seems to be nearly 30, the hood of a cloak pulled up over his head. Theres a small noise as he closes a book, sticking it into a holder on his belt next to something else barely visible, the cloak soon pulled to cover it and the book. He looks around for a moment, then speaks in dwarvish to someone behind him, 'Alright, come in.' He steps to the side as a masked figure shuffles in, a hood also covering their form. Their clothes are long, covering almost all of their body, except for a pair of mostly gloved hands, which have a set of long claws tearing out of the cloth. A low growl starts to come from behind the mask before the man snaps his fingers, speaking once again in dwarven, 'Stop that. Go find a secluded table.' He says, the figure wordlessly walking to a table in the corner as the man walks up towards the counter, now speaking in common, "Can i get a room please?"
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender, knods looking for a spare key. "Whom are ye?"
"Put it under Jasper." He nods,
"One ask concering whom another is, not what their name is." He says, jotting down the name either way for the paperwork
"Then i don't understand the question."
"Who are you? What is your occupation, what is your drive, etc."
"Hmmm," He thinks, "I'm Jasper. My jobs not your business unless you need a background check, and i'm just looking to grow stronger while i'm traveling."
"Mmm... Not yet." The lizardfolk states
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"You betcha" he hisses and raises his pistol "Unfortunalty here we cant do damage so its a battle of strengths, not that i need 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
*How are you guys doing*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"One ask concering whom another is, not what their name is." He says, jotting down the name either way for the paperwork
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Ah, d'accord. C'est bon."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*yknow people. Spring is just around the corner soooooo.... maybe Yuri should appear again since her Winter hibernation is almost done >:]*
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
*ooo*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Que? Dieu? Mon dieu, ou l'autre dieu?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Or i just ignore you cause i did my job."
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 SPRING QUEEN RISES ONCE MORE >:D*
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
"Then i don't understand the question."
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
Le confusion est sur la visage de Sushi, "Que?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Then ill go wait outside her door and send guards outside her windows until she starves to death then i can collect."
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
"Who are you? What is your occupation, what is your drive, etc."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oui, je ne comprende pas le langue tu parle."
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"And if i sent her up there with food? And water?" He asks, "I wonder how long your bosses patience will last"
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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"Hmmm," He thinks, "I'm Jasper. My jobs not your business unless you need a background check, and i'm just looking to grow stronger while i'm traveling."
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
"... C'est espagnol?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"They live forever and one soul doesnt matter as much but a contract is a contract and if they loose out on it, they are gonna be mad" he said and chuckles, sitting in a seat. He sets his hand on the table and summons two Vrocks who caw loudly and fluff their wings. "Go and make sure no one goes in or out" he orders as they nod and fly upstairs and outside.
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
"So, question. If they're endless, then how exactly did she break their contract?"
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
"Mmm... Not yet." The lizardfolk states
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now