"Yes, as fun as it is, adventuring can get old if done excessively."
Theren nods. "What sort of games do you play with the pixies if you dont mind me asking."
"Mostly hide-and-seek, tag, and sometimes a sort of mini mid air tennis with me watching."
"Sounds like fun."
"It is very fun, do you wanna watch the next time we do it?"
"Yeah sure. Maybe I'll join if you want me to."
"In the tag and hide-and-seek, yeah, but the tennis and some other things are mostly for the pixies while I judge."
"Thats cool. I dont play tennis at all."
"Oh, I almost forgot, but I also like music. Performing, to be exact Though, I don't carry any instruments, since they'd weigh me down."
Theren smiles really big at this. "One sec." he rummages in his bag of holding and then extracts a guitar. "Could I play something for them?"
He smiles back. "Of course."
Theren quickly makes sure the guitar is in tune before standing up and strumming the guitar once to get the attention of the pixies.
Once again, they all swarm over to him, hovering around Jetix, who sits in front of Theren.
Theren smiles and starts to play the guitar.
They all pay the utmost attention to Theren as he plays.
Theren decides to add a little words to his music.
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listened as the crowd would sing, "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you'd gone there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [5x]
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
*Gotta love Coldplay*
Everybody claps when he finishes. Jetix stands up. "That was wonderful. Do you mind if I play something? It's been forever since I've last strummed something out."
*Seriously!*
Theren takes a bow. "Please be my guest." he holds out the guitar out to Jetix. He then sits down where Jetix was sitting.
Jetix stands where Theren stood and cleared his throat, tuning the guitar. "This sounds right." He begins the song.
Come to decide that the things that I tried Were in my life just to get high on
When I sit alone Come get a little known But I need more than myself this time
Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe that we rely on
When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh Now listen what I say, oh
When will I know that I really can't go To the well once more time to decide on?
When it's killing me When will I really see All that I need to look inside
Come to believe that I better not leave Before I get my chance to ride
When it's killing me What do I really need All that I need to look inside
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh Come back and hey oh Look here what I say oh
The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go
Hey oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder And it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
When to descend to amend for a friend All the channels that have broken down
Now you bring it up I'm gonna ring it up Just to hear you sing it out
Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe what we rely on
When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh Listen what I say, oh
The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go Hey oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
I said hey, hey, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, tell my love now Hey, hey, yeah, oh yeah, tell my love now
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
I said hey oh yeah, oh yeah Tell my love now Hey, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
A Satyr walks in wearing leather and fabric clothes which are covered in stains, and he's actually pulling off this look. He walks up to the bar and says, "I have an offer for the barkeeper."
Humbleflaw slams their hands on the bar, "I love deals, speak."
"I would like to sell you these," He puts three flagons on the bar. One seems to be full of some white smoke instead of liquid, One looks like your normal cider, but is on fire, and another is frozen, but thaws and turns a glowing blue when you put your hand on the flagon. "I'd sell you these, and many more. I make them myself, and am pretty skilled at serving them too. I'm also the only one around here with clearance from the law to serve them." He smiles, a cheeky smile.
"... I dunno man." Picks up the fire one, "Like, this is a very strange one."
"Tastes good though. Your choice. You can get 100 glasses of each drink from a barrel, and I'm selling each barrel for 200 copper. I only deal in copper. That means.." He does some maths in his head, "That you could make a profit by selling each drink for 3 copper. your choice."
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Alright, super low battery time, so let's see if I can at least get out a character intro.*
A 6'8 tabaxi ducks through the doorway (unless it's taller than that). His slightly medium-length fur is a very shiny silver, with black speckles in patches on random areas throughout, and some deep green eyes. He wears a very strong-looking chain shirt, and some cloth trousers tied off at the knees, as well as about five stones each on idividual strings around his body, one on a wrist, one as a necklace, etc. There are multiple weapons around his body as well, a scimitar sheathed on his waist, a double-bladed scimitar strapped to his back, a whip curled on the other side of his waist, and a retractable javelin on his thigh.
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"Yes, as fun as it is, adventuring can get old if done excessively."
Theren nods. "What sort of games do you play with the pixies if you dont mind me asking."
"Mostly hide-and-seek, tag, and sometimes a sort of mini mid air tennis with me watching."
"Sounds like fun."
"It is very fun, do you wanna watch the next time we do it?"
"Yeah sure. Maybe I'll join if you want me to."
"In the tag and hide-and-seek, yeah, but the tennis and some other things are mostly for the pixies while I judge."
"Thats cool. I dont play tennis at all."
"Oh, I almost forgot, but I also like music. Performing, to be exact Though, I don't carry any instruments, since they'd weigh me down."
Theren smiles really big at this. "One sec." he rummages in his bag of holding and then extracts a guitar. "Could I play something for them?"
He smiles back. "Of course."
Theren quickly makes sure the guitar is in tune before standing up and strumming the guitar once to get the attention of the pixies.
Once again, they all swarm over to him, hovering around Jetix, who sits in front of Theren.
Theren smiles and starts to play the guitar.
They all pay the utmost attention to Theren as he plays.
Theren decides to add a little words to his music.
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listened as the crowd would sing, "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you'd gone there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [5x]
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
*Gotta love Coldplay*
Everybody claps when he finishes. Jetix stands up. "That was wonderful. Do you mind if I play something? It's been forever since I've last strummed something out."
*Seriously!*
Theren takes a bow. "Please be my guest." he holds out the guitar out to Jetix. He then sits down where Jetix was sitting.
Jetix stands where Theren stood and cleared his throat, tuning the guitar. "This sounds right." He begins the song.
Come to decide that the things that I tried Were in my life just to get high on
When I sit alone Come get a little known But I need more than myself this time
Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe that we rely on
When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh Now listen what I say, oh
When will I know that I really can't go To the well once more time to decide on?
When it's killing me When will I really see All that I need to look inside
Come to believe that I better not leave Before I get my chance to ride
When it's killing me What do I really need All that I need to look inside
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh Come back and hey oh Look here what I say oh
The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go
Hey oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder And it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
When to descend to amend for a friend All the channels that have broken down
Now you bring it up I'm gonna ring it up Just to hear you sing it out
Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe what we rely on
When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh Listen what I say, oh
The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go Hey oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
I said hey, hey, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, tell my love now Hey, hey, yeah, oh yeah, tell my love now
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
I said hey oh yeah, oh yeah Tell my love now Hey, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
"Yes, as fun as it is, adventuring can get old if done excessively."
Theren nods. "What sort of games do you play with the pixies if you dont mind me asking."
"Mostly hide-and-seek, tag, and sometimes a sort of mini mid air tennis with me watching."
"Sounds like fun."
"It is very fun, do you wanna watch the next time we do it?"
"Yeah sure. Maybe I'll join if you want me to."
"In the tag and hide-and-seek, yeah, but the tennis and some other things are mostly for the pixies while I judge."
"Thats cool. I dont play tennis at all."
"Oh, I almost forgot, but I also like music. Performing, to be exact Though, I don't carry any instruments, since they'd weigh me down."
Theren smiles really big at this. "One sec." he rummages in his bag of holding and then extracts a guitar. "Could I play something for them?"
He smiles back. "Of course."
Theren quickly makes sure the guitar is in tune before standing up and strumming the guitar once to get the attention of the pixies.
Once again, they all swarm over to him, hovering around Jetix, who sits in front of Theren.
Theren smiles and starts to play the guitar.
They all pay the utmost attention to Theren as he plays.
Theren decides to add a little words to his music.
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listened as the crowd would sing, "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you'd gone there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [5x]
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
*Gotta love Coldplay*
Everybody claps when he finishes. Jetix stands up. "That was wonderful. Do you mind if I play something? It's been forever since I've last strummed something out."
*Seriously!*
Theren takes a bow. "Please be my guest." he holds out the guitar out to Jetix. He then sits down where Jetix was sitting.
Jetix stands where Theren stood and cleared his throat, tuning the guitar. "This sounds right." He begins the song.
Come to decide that the things that I tried Were in my life just to get high on
When I sit alone Come get a little known But I need more than myself this time
Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe that we rely on
When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh Now listen what I say, oh
When will I know that I really can't go To the well once more time to decide on?
When it's killing me When will I really see All that I need to look inside
Come to believe that I better not leave Before I get my chance to ride
When it's killing me What do I really need All that I need to look inside
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh Come back and hey oh Look here what I say oh
The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go
Hey oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder And it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
When to descend to amend for a friend All the channels that have broken down
Now you bring it up I'm gonna ring it up Just to hear you sing it out
Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe what we rely on
When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice
Hey oh Listen what I say, oh I got your hey oh Listen what I say, oh
The more I see, the less I know The more I like to let it go Hey oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
I said hey, hey, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, tell my love now Hey, hey, yeah, oh yeah, tell my love now
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided And there's nowhere to go
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed And there's nowhere to go
I said hey oh yeah, oh yeah Tell my love now Hey, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
*Alright, super low battery time, so let's see if I can at least get out a character intro.*
A 6'8 tabaxi ducks through the doorway (unless it's taller than that). His slightly medium-length fur is a very shiny silver, with black speckles in patches on random areas throughout, and some deep green eyes. He wears a very strong-looking chain shirt, and some cloth trousers tied off at the knees, as well as about five stones each on idividual strings around his body, one on a wrist, one as a necklace, etc. There are multiple weapons around his body as well, a scimitar sheathed on his waist, a double-bladed scimitar strapped to his back, a whip curled on the other side of his waist, and a retractable javelin on his thigh.
Raphael waves to them. "Who might you be?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Alright, super low battery time, so let's see if I can at least get out a character intro.*
A 6'8 tabaxi ducks through the doorway (unless it's taller than that). His slightly medium-length fur is a very shiny silver, with black speckles in patches on random areas throughout, and some deep green eyes. He wears a very strong-looking chain shirt, and some cloth trousers tied off at the knees, as well as about five stones each on idividual strings around his body, one on a wrist, one as a necklace, etc. There are multiple weapons around his body as well, a scimitar sheathed on his waist, a double-bladed scimitar strapped to his back, a whip curled on the other side of his waist, and a retractable javelin on his thigh.
Raphael waves to them. "Who might you be?"
The tabaxi nods back. "I am Calhik. Who is asking?"
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"I have as well. He is a talented person for being of mixed ancestry. And the pixies?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh, they adore him already."
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"I see. I apologize for being offsetting yesterday."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"No worries. So, how is your day?"
*Know how I said I'd randomly get hit with a character idea? Yeah, expect an intro in a bit.*
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"Man you brought back some old memories. Also you were fantastic!"
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*Cool*
"Okay. I'm enjoying the free food that comes with my job."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Anyone on?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*yeah*
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*Alright, super low battery time, so let's see if I can at least get out a character intro.*
A 6'8 tabaxi ducks through the doorway (unless it's taller than that). His slightly medium-length fur is a very shiny silver, with black speckles in patches on random areas throughout, and some deep green eyes. He wears a very strong-looking chain shirt, and some cloth trousers tied off at the knees, as well as about five stones each on idividual strings around his body, one on a wrist, one as a necklace, etc. There are multiple weapons around his body as well, a scimitar sheathed on his waist, a double-bladed scimitar strapped to his back, a whip curled on the other side of his waist, and a retractable javelin on his thigh.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Thank you. You were great as well, you know."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Oh, you have a job?"
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Thanks."
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"Became cook. Do you have one?"
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"You're welcome. Anyways, I'm kind of hungry now, what about you?"
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Raphael waves to them. "Who might you be?"
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"Yeah. I do have the munchies."
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"Not a permanent one. I guess you could say I'm an adventurer for hire."
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The tabaxi nods back. "I am Calhik. Who is asking?"
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Jetix hands the guitar back to Theren as he walks back to the tavern. "I'll buy. What do you like?"
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