I'm Balthoran formerly known as drizztlonedruid not particularly active but if we were on friendly terms feel free to DM me on discord my user is just balthoran
I'm a Roomba high cultist and a few other things
Avid supporter of 5e and an okay minmaxer
Former Archivist of various threads the rest you can figure out yourself
*Looks like I’m alive once more, but I am alone, so why bother.*
*puts a hand on your shoulder and says "You are never alone your ancestors are always watching over you"*
*Im getting heavy Fast and Furious vibes from this, you’re one word away from family.*
*It's been awhile since I've watched fast and furious*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Balthoran formerly known as drizztlonedruid not particularly active but if we were on friendly terms feel free to DM me on discord my user is just balthoran
I'm a Roomba high cultist and a few other things
Avid supporter of 5e and an okay minmaxer
Former Archivist of various threads the rest you can figure out yourself
*-yawn- Mornin folks. Its pourin rain rather heavily here.*
Theren is tending to his dislocated shoulder. He has popped it back into place and is working on putting it into a sling.
Oscar is sitting in a decimated cathedral, heavily wounded. Blood stains his sword, shield and armor.
Oliver is sitting in the corner of the orphanage playing with a toy train silently.
Leo is making glass sculptures out of sand. He frowns in concentration.
Phoenix is cleaning his weapons, making sure they are in tip top shape.
-and you know what. I'm sick of having this character dead.-
Walking slowly towards the Inn is an old dwarf with a hammer over his back. He uses a cane to slowly hobble forward, his jet black hair braided with childish beads given to him by some old friend long ago.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Looks like I’m alive once more, but I am alone, so why bother.*
*puts a hand on your shoulder and says "You are never alone your ancestors are always watching over you"*
*Im getting heavy Fast and Furious vibes from this, you’re one word away from family.*
*It's been awhile since I've watched fast and furious*
*Never watched ‘em, only know the memes my friend.*
*eh I only watched up to the third one*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Balthoran formerly known as drizztlonedruid not particularly active but if we were on friendly terms feel free to DM me on discord my user is just balthoran
I'm a Roomba high cultist and a few other things
Avid supporter of 5e and an okay minmaxer
Former Archivist of various threads the rest you can figure out yourself
*Looks like I’m alive once more, but I am alone, so why bother.*
*Why be alone when you can be afraid instead?*
*Honestly, that sounds better. Good to see you Baalze, I feel like making a villain with a dedicated and loving sidekick.*
*Awesome. I'm making Porter Sinclair as a character again. Inspirations so far include: Toji Fushiguro, Vampire Hunter D, Taro Sakomoto, Harry Dresden, and Jotaro Kujo. Glass cannon gish is what I'm going for to fit with his latest lore: he has very high Spiritual Sensitivity, so he's vulnerable to the paranormal even while stable and calm, and is a powerful mage without using Dark Energy.*
*-yawn- Mornin folks. Its pourin rain rather heavily here.*
Theren is tending to his dislocated shoulder. He has popped it back into place and is working on putting it into a sling.
Oscar is sitting in a decimated cathedral, heavily wounded. Blood stains his sword, shield and armor.
Oliver is sitting in the corner of the orphanage playing with a toy train silently.
Leo is making glass sculptures out of sand. He frowns in concentration.
Phoenix is cleaning his weapons, making sure they are in tip top shape.
-and you know what. I'm sick of having this character dead.-
Walking slowly towards the Inn is an old dwarf with a hammer over his back. He uses a cane to slowly hobble forward, his jet black hair braided with childish beads given to him by some old friend long ago.
As the dwarf approaches the Inn, he hears the sound of a lute being played
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*-yawn- Mornin folks. Its pourin rain rather heavily here.*
Theren is tending to his dislocated shoulder. He has popped it back into place and is working on putting it into a sling.
Oscar is sitting in a decimated cathedral, heavily wounded. Blood stains his sword, shield and armor.
Oliver is sitting in the corner of the orphanage playing with a toy train silently.
Leo is making glass sculptures out of sand. He frowns in concentration.
Phoenix is cleaning his weapons, making sure they are in tip top shape.
-and you know what. I'm sick of having this character dead.-
Walking slowly towards the Inn is an old dwarf with a hammer over his back. He uses a cane to slowly hobble forward, his jet black hair braided with childish beads given to him by some old friend long ago.
As the dwarf approaches the Inn, he hears the sound of a lute being played
The dwarf follows the sound, grumbling about his bad leg.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sees a half-elf sat in one of the chairs outside, at a table, playing some music to his animal companions. The half-elf waves to the dwarf. 'Nice day, ain't it?'
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
*Nope, still me. Only me. The only me is me.*
*Are you sure the only you is you?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*ah don't lol, half the reason I'm on here is to escape from an existential crisis :)*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Nikki isn't on anymore for safety reasons, and I don't know where Nol went.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*That's fair*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Looks like I’m alive once more, but I am alone, so why bother.*
*Why be alone when you can be afraid instead?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*puts a hand on your shoulder and says "You are never alone your ancestors are always watching over you"*
I'm Balthoran formerly known as drizztlonedruid not particularly active but if we were on friendly terms feel free to DM me on discord my user is just balthoran
I'm a Roomba high cultist and a few other things
Avid supporter of 5e and an okay minmaxer
Former Archivist of various threads the rest you can figure out yourself
*If you wanna rp I'm here*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Honestly, that sounds better. Good to see you Baalze, I feel like making a villain with a dedicated and loving sidekick.*
*Im getting heavy Fast and Furious vibes from this, you’re one word away from family.*
*It's been awhile since I've watched fast and furious*
I'm Balthoran formerly known as drizztlonedruid not particularly active but if we were on friendly terms feel free to DM me on discord my user is just balthoran
I'm a Roomba high cultist and a few other things
Avid supporter of 5e and an okay minmaxer
Former Archivist of various threads the rest you can figure out yourself
*Never watched ‘em, only know the memes my friend.*
*-yawn- Mornin folks. Its pourin rain rather heavily here.*
Theren is tending to his dislocated shoulder. He has popped it back into place and is working on putting it into a sling.
Oscar is sitting in a decimated cathedral, heavily wounded. Blood stains his sword, shield and armor.
Oliver is sitting in the corner of the orphanage playing with a toy train silently.
Leo is making glass sculptures out of sand. He frowns in concentration.
Phoenix is cleaning his weapons, making sure they are in tip top shape.
-and you know what. I'm sick of having this character dead.-
Walking slowly towards the Inn is an old dwarf with a hammer over his back. He uses a cane to slowly hobble forward, his jet black hair braided with childish beads given to him by some old friend long ago.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*eh I only watched up to the third one*
I'm Balthoran formerly known as drizztlonedruid not particularly active but if we were on friendly terms feel free to DM me on discord my user is just balthoran
I'm a Roomba high cultist and a few other things
Avid supporter of 5e and an okay minmaxer
Former Archivist of various threads the rest you can figure out yourself
*Awesome. I'm making Porter Sinclair as a character again. Inspirations so far include: Toji Fushiguro, Vampire Hunter D, Taro Sakomoto, Harry Dresden, and Jotaro Kujo. Glass cannon gish is what I'm going for to fit with his latest lore: he has very high Spiritual Sensitivity, so he's vulnerable to the paranormal even while stable and calm, and is a powerful mage without using Dark Energy.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
As the dwarf approaches the Inn, he hears the sound of a lute being played
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The dwarf follows the sound, grumbling about his bad leg.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sees a half-elf sat in one of the chairs outside, at a table, playing some music to his animal companions. The half-elf waves to the dwarf. 'Nice day, ain't it?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.