(I am! Currently waiting for Jobah, so I got time! :3)
(who ya got?)
*Grove the living armor, Damian the tiefling bard, Benimaru the fire soldier, Ragnerious the giant, and a few others on and off.*
*I want Egregore to meet Benimaru sometime. Egregore is a giant smoke spirit made of fear and darkness.*
*Ah, so you want Benimaru to meet what he would assume is an infernal? I'm down for that.*
*Exactly!*
*Egregore is strong, like CR 30, but not so strong that he can't be beaten. He's kinda like a Tarrasque in that way.*
*Ah I'll do that when I get out of school, Benumaru is pretty strong himself, but all of his power is fire or physical based so this fight will be interesting.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The Beastknight is petting bunnies who are all over him as he lays on the ground giggling happily.
Mars is wandering around through town.
Isaac's bird lands next to him
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The Beastknight is petting bunnies who are all over him as he lays on the ground giggling happily.
Mars is wandering around through town.
Isaac's bird lands next to him
Theren is muttering to himself, tears falling as he plants more flowers
It chirps at him
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
A male, around the age of late thirties to early forties, is sitting inside the tavern library. He is dressed in a breastplate that shines in the lantern light a bright silver hue. His spectral wings are folded neatly, tucked in amongst themselves. He has long blonde-silvery hair that is tied up in a ponytail with a silver band. His eyes are a turquoise blue color, flecked with silver, that seem to glow. He holds a compendium of tales in one hand, reading it. He is making copies of maps translated from the stories. He makes the map without even looking at it, his eyes reading over each line in the book with ease.
A male, around the age of late thirties to early forties, is sitting inside the tavern library. He is dressed in a breastplate that shines in the lantern light a bright silver hue. His spectral wings are folded neatly, tucked in amongst themselves. He has long blonde-silvery hair that is tied up in a ponytail with a silver band. His eyes are a turquoise blue color, flecked with silver, that seem to glow. He holds a compendium of tales in one hand, reading it. He is making copies of maps translated from the stories. He makes the map without even looking at it, his eyes reading over each line in the book with ease.
He sees the Beastknight under a bunch of bunnies, giggling happily
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A male, around the age of late thirties to early forties, is sitting inside the tavern library. He is dressed in a breastplate that shines in the lantern light a bright silver hue. His spectral wings are folded neatly, tucked in amongst themselves. He has long blonde-silvery hair that is tied up in a ponytail with a silver band. His eyes are a turquoise blue color, flecked with silver, that seem to glow. He holds a compendium of tales in one hand, reading it. He is making copies of maps translated from the stories. He makes the map without even looking at it, his eyes reading over each line in the book with ease.
He sees the Beastknight under a bunch of bunnies, giggling happily
The angel looks up, his blue eyes narrowed. He tilts his head, observing.
A male, around the age of late thirties to early forties, is sitting inside the tavern library. He is dressed in a breastplate that shines in the lantern light a bright silver hue. His spectral wings are folded neatly, tucked in amongst themselves. He has long blonde-silvery hair that is tied up in a ponytail with a silver band. His eyes are a turquoise blue color, flecked with silver, that seem to glow. He holds a compendium of tales in one hand, reading it. He is making copies of maps translated from the stories. He makes the map without even looking at it, his eyes reading over each line in the book with ease.
He sees the Beastknight under a bunch of bunnies, giggling happily
The angel looks up, his blue eyes narrowed. He tilts his head, observing.
The Knight giggles even more, a bunny sniffing his helmeted face.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Exactly!*
*Egregore is strong, like CR 30, but not so strong that he can't be beaten. He's kinda like a Tarrasque in that way.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ah I'll do that when I get out of school, Benumaru is pretty strong himself, but all of his power is fire or physical based so this fight will be interesting.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*dang, we going for angels now? time to make some abominations >:3*
*https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/133039451/vFQWwU*
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
*Yoooo, pdi fighter is so cool!*
*Def in my top three fighter subclasses. and divine soul is a great sorcerer class, he seems really fun*
*I've been lkstening to 'Winged Hussars' over and over again and i got the idea from that.*
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
(Neato!)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
(I hate school assemblies)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Egregore is setting up a welcome tent for newcomers to the town.
Greasecure is selling illegal food.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*alrighty. Character updates*
Theren is still frantically planting flowers.
The Beastknight is petting bunnies who are all over him as he lays on the ground giggling happily.
Mars is wandering around through town.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac's bird lands next to him
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Theren is muttering to himself, tears falling as he plants more flowers
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
It chirps at him
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
A male, around the age of late thirties to early forties, is sitting inside the tavern library. He is dressed in a breastplate that shines in the lantern light a bright silver hue. His spectral wings are folded neatly, tucked in amongst themselves. He has long blonde-silvery hair that is tied up in a ponytail with a silver band. His eyes are a turquoise blue color, flecked with silver, that seem to glow. He holds a compendium of tales in one hand, reading it. He is making copies of maps translated from the stories. He makes the map without even looking at it, his eyes reading over each line in the book with ease.
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
He sees the Beastknight under a bunch of bunnies, giggling happily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He ignores it
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The angel looks up, his blue eyes narrowed. He tilts his head, observing.
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
*A foxfolk looks at the wares...he's currently wearing a sedge shade, so his face is not visible.*
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
The Knight giggles even more, a bunny sniffing his helmeted face.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Agreed, tile floor is extremely uncomfortable*