"Hm." He nods, "Well, then i guess we're lucky. Otherwise we'd be more blind."
He chuckles. "Only if someone did decide to point a light spell at me."
He nods, muttering something to himself, "Anyways, when did you meet nia?"
His eyes flash and then narrow again. "I never told you her name." He says evenly, and a bit coldly. His hands grip the hilts of his swords a bit tighter as well.
"Sure you did. How would i guess something that specific?" He shrugs, "Its easy to guess if a boy or girl was born, since its a 50/50."
His eyes narrow further. "No, I didn't." His rapier flashes, even while still on his belt. Tell me how in the Nine Hells you know my wife's name. NOW.
"I just know stuff." He shrugs, seeming nonchalant about it all "Not that surprising."
No one outside of my kingdom and a few trusted friends knows her name.
"Well, information can get around. There are eyes and ears everywhere."
His eyes flash again. "Tell me. Now."
He raises his hands with spread fingers, mustering as friendly a grin as possible, "Trade secret."
He glares. "And what trade would that be?"
"Mmmm, one you don't need to know yet."
He glares a moment more, then nods. "Fine. But if anything happens to my wife or daughter..." His eyes flash one more time, before he walks inside, leaving the threat unfinished.
The man shrugs, "Have a good walk Soldaer."He says with a grin, which soon falters into a look more akin to exhaustion
And if you tell anyone anything that may lead to either of them getting hurt... His voice trails off once more
You can't harm me inside the tavern. Even if i wanted you to.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
WHich i believe is where you met your wife for the second time.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Hm." He nods, "Well, then i guess we're lucky. Otherwise we'd be more blind."
He chuckles. "Only if someone did decide to point a light spell at me."
He nods, muttering something to himself, "Anyways, when did you meet nia?"
His eyes flash and then narrow again. "I never told you her name." He says evenly, and a bit coldly. His hands grip the hilts of his swords a bit tighter as well.
"Sure you did. How would i guess something that specific?" He shrugs, "Its easy to guess if a boy or girl was born, since its a 50/50."
His eyes narrow further. "No, I didn't." His rapier flashes, even while still on his belt. Tell me how in the Nine Hells you know my wife's name. NOW.
"I just know stuff." He shrugs, seeming nonchalant about it all "Not that surprising."
No one outside of my kingdom and a few trusted friends knows her name.
"Well, information can get around. There are eyes and ears everywhere."
His eyes flash again. "Tell me. Now."
He raises his hands with spread fingers, mustering as friendly a grin as possible, "Trade secret."
He glares. "And what trade would that be?"
"Mmmm, one you don't need to know yet."
He glares a moment more, then nods. "Fine. But if anything happens to my wife or daughter..." His eyes flash one more time, before he walks inside, leaving the threat unfinished.
The man shrugs, "Have a good walk Soldaer."He says with a grin, which soon falters into a look more akin to exhaustion
And if you tell anyone anything that may lead to either of them getting hurt... His voice trails off once more
You can't harm me inside the tavern. Even if i wanted you to.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
WHich i believe is where you met your wife for the second time.
"Hm." He nods, "Well, then i guess we're lucky. Otherwise we'd be more blind."
He chuckles. "Only if someone did decide to point a light spell at me."
He nods, muttering something to himself, "Anyways, when did you meet nia?"
His eyes flash and then narrow again. "I never told you her name." He says evenly, and a bit coldly. His hands grip the hilts of his swords a bit tighter as well.
"Sure you did. How would i guess something that specific?" He shrugs, "Its easy to guess if a boy or girl was born, since its a 50/50."
His eyes narrow further. "No, I didn't." His rapier flashes, even while still on his belt. Tell me how in the Nine Hells you know my wife's name. NOW.
"I just know stuff." He shrugs, seeming nonchalant about it all "Not that surprising."
No one outside of my kingdom and a few trusted friends knows her name.
"Well, information can get around. There are eyes and ears everywhere."
His eyes flash again. "Tell me. Now."
He raises his hands with spread fingers, mustering as friendly a grin as possible, "Trade secret."
He glares. "And what trade would that be?"
"Mmmm, one you don't need to know yet."
He glares a moment more, then nods. "Fine. But if anything happens to my wife or daughter..." His eyes flash one more time, before he walks inside, leaving the threat unfinished.
The man shrugs, "Have a good walk Soldaer."He says with a grin, which soon falters into a look more akin to exhaustion
And if you tell anyone anything that may lead to either of them getting hurt... His voice trails off once more
You can't harm me inside the tavern. Even if i wanted you to.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
WHich i believe is where you met your wife for the second time.
"Hm." He nods, "Well, then i guess we're lucky. Otherwise we'd be more blind."
He chuckles. "Only if someone did decide to point a light spell at me."
He nods, muttering something to himself, "Anyways, when did you meet nia?"
His eyes flash and then narrow again. "I never told you her name." He says evenly, and a bit coldly. His hands grip the hilts of his swords a bit tighter as well.
"Sure you did. How would i guess something that specific?" He shrugs, "Its easy to guess if a boy or girl was born, since its a 50/50."
His eyes narrow further. "No, I didn't." His rapier flashes, even while still on his belt. Tell me how in the Nine Hells you know my wife's name. NOW.
"I just know stuff." He shrugs, seeming nonchalant about it all "Not that surprising."
No one outside of my kingdom and a few trusted friends knows her name.
"Well, information can get around. There are eyes and ears everywhere."
His eyes flash again. "Tell me. Now."
He raises his hands with spread fingers, mustering as friendly a grin as possible, "Trade secret."
He glares. "And what trade would that be?"
"Mmmm, one you don't need to know yet."
He glares a moment more, then nods. "Fine. But if anything happens to my wife or daughter..." His eyes flash one more time, before he walks inside, leaving the threat unfinished.
The man shrugs, "Have a good walk Soldaer."He says with a grin, which soon falters into a look more akin to exhaustion
And if you tell anyone anything that may lead to either of them getting hurt... His voice trails off once more
You can't harm me inside the tavern. Even if i wanted you to.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
WHich i believe is where you met your wife for the second time.
*Just a reason to metagame a little? lol.*
He shakes his head. Oh, that it was.
*Suprisingly no.*
"Interesting." He nods
*LMAO.*
He chuckles. Anything else you know, or would like to know? He asks, just a hint of sarcasm.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
"Hm." He nods, "Well, then i guess we're lucky. Otherwise we'd be more blind."
He chuckles. "Only if someone did decide to point a light spell at me."
He nods, muttering something to himself, "Anyways, when did you meet nia?"
His eyes flash and then narrow again. "I never told you her name." He says evenly, and a bit coldly. His hands grip the hilts of his swords a bit tighter as well.
"Sure you did. How would i guess something that specific?" He shrugs, "Its easy to guess if a boy or girl was born, since its a 50/50."
His eyes narrow further. "No, I didn't." His rapier flashes, even while still on his belt. Tell me how in the Nine Hells you know my wife's name. NOW.
"I just know stuff." He shrugs, seeming nonchalant about it all "Not that surprising."
No one outside of my kingdom and a few trusted friends knows her name.
"Well, information can get around. There are eyes and ears everywhere."
His eyes flash again. "Tell me. Now."
He raises his hands with spread fingers, mustering as friendly a grin as possible, "Trade secret."
He glares. "And what trade would that be?"
"Mmmm, one you don't need to know yet."
He glares a moment more, then nods. "Fine. But if anything happens to my wife or daughter..." His eyes flash one more time, before he walks inside, leaving the threat unfinished.
The man shrugs, "Have a good walk Soldaer."He says with a grin, which soon falters into a look more akin to exhaustion
And if you tell anyone anything that may lead to either of them getting hurt... His voice trails off once more
You can't harm me inside the tavern. Even if i wanted you to.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
WHich i believe is where you met your wife for the second time.
*Just a reason to metagame a little? lol.*
He shakes his head. Oh, that it was.
*Suprisingly no.*
"Interesting." He nods
*LMAO.*
He chuckles. Anything else you know, or would like to know? He asks, just a hint of sarcasm :N
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
The man knocks back the drink, drinking it without any hesitation.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
The man knocks back the drink, drinking it without any hesitation.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
The man knocks back the drink, drinking it without any hesitation.
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
The man knocks back the drink, drinking it without any hesitation.
They laugh innocently, "Make a con save."
18
So, firstly, This dude feels like he just made the worst decision of his life, or second worst depending on how dank your backstory for him is
Secondly, Investiture of Flame is cast on him without the immunity to fire effect without warning
And thirdly, he feels as if he would've taken 10d10 fire damage if he rolled any lower but instead there's a harmless burst of smoke as the tavern cancels out the damage
He chuckles. Well, that's one thing in common with the last tavern and inn I was at.
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
The man knocks back the drink, drinking it without any hesitation.
They laugh innocently, "Make a con save."
18
So, firstly, This dude feels like he just made the worst decision of his life, or second worst depending on how dank your backstory for him is
Secondly, Investiture of Flame is cast on him without the immunity to fire effect without warning
And thirdly, he feels as if he would've taken 10d10 fire damage if he rolled any lower but instead there's a harmless burst of smoke as the tavern cancels out the damage
They finger gun and click their tongue, "I like you, what's your name sir?" Kinsley pull out six more bottles of Bottled Dragonfire seemingly out of thin air, "30 gold, but for you I'll do 25. Unless you have a draconic preference, Gold is at a premium but their fire usually tastes better."
They finger gun and click their tongue, "I like you, what's your name sir?" Kinsley pull out six more bottles of Bottled Dragonfire seemingly out of thin air, "30 gold, but for you I'll do 25. Unless you have a draconic preference, Gold is at a premium but their fire usually tastes better."
"Names Horus. And thanks." He says, setting the cost on the bar top
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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WHich i believe is where you met your wife for the second time.
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
"Italics." Kinsley wipes a glass of wine, "You'd think people'd use spoilers so there's no accidental learning about what's going on in telepathy by us Metas."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The man taps his finger on the counter, "Can i have whatever you have thats the strongest?" He asks, "And yeah, metas can be annoying."
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
*Just a reason to metagame a little? lol.*
He shakes his head. Oh, that it was.
*Suprisingly no.*
"Interesting." He nods
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
*LMAO.*
He chuckles. Anything else you know, or would like to know? He asks, just a hint of sarcasm.
"Bottled Dragonfire then, that'll be 5 gold." Kinsley pulls down a bottle filled with a living fire that wasn't on the shelf seconds before before pouring it into a glass, the flames swish about erratically but beautifully
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Nope. I know everything i want to know anyways."
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 man knocks back the drink, drinking it without any hesitation.
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
They laugh innocently, "Make a con save."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
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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
So, firstly, This dude feels like he just made the worst decision of his life, or second worst depending on how dank your backstory for him is
Secondly, Investiture of Flame is cast on him without the immunity to fire effect without warning
And thirdly, he feels as if he would've taken 10d10 fire damage if he rolled any lower but instead there's a harmless burst of smoke as the tavern cancels out the damage
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Welp, gonna head to bed ya'll. Good to be back and rping with y'all though. Chaotic Good night!*
*It was a 23 lol, but i'll take this*
"Hm, i'll take six."
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
They finger gun and click their tongue, "I like you, what's your name sir?" Kinsley pull out six more bottles of Bottled Dragonfire seemingly out of thin air, "30 gold, but for you I'll do 25. Unless you have a draconic preference, Gold is at a premium but their fire usually tastes better."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Lawful Neutral Night*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Names Horus. And thanks." He says, setting the cost on the bar top
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
*Goode Morning*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*If you want to Roleplay here is a list of all characters*
- Kelipso (Tiefling Ranger)
- Allison (Half-elf Bard)
- Xan (Incubus Rogue)
- The Brand (Human Fighter)
- Remor (Demon trapped inside cat)
- Paladis (Angel Fighter)
- Harbor (Tabaxi Artificer/Bard)
- Friendel (Beholder Rogue)
- Stroth (Human Warlock)
- Lore (Tiefling Warlock)
- Gilbert Kaz (Human Sorcerer)
- Joshua Kavandish (Dhampir Fighter)
- Yuri (Archfey Druid)
- Tir'el'nog (God of Broken realities)
- Elladoba (Human Paladin)
- Alton (Half-orc Paladin)
- Oval (Axolotl-Dragonborn Rogue)
- Penny (Human-symbiote Wizard/Artificer)
- Kalon (Warforge Rogue)
- Scoob (Warforge fighter)
- Seph (Human Rogue)
- Kramer (Human Rogue)
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
*Quite a bit of chacracters. Nice pfp.*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.