*I don't need stats, actually. I can just RP for now.*
They see a one-eyed strugel in a leather jacket and cowboy hat. He's roasting some nuts in a cast-iron skillet, but the clearly magical flames he's using are blue and partially invisible. He does have a little circle of bricks for fire safety, though.
*Awesome. Also, Raphael has true sight, so the invisibility is useless*
Raphael dusts themselves off and approaches the 'cowboy'. "Who might you be, sir?"
*Strugel?*
*The fire is alcohol flames as opposed to carbon flames, thus the color and partial invisibility.*
"Atticus Gorta." He replies, not looking up. At this range, Raphael detects an overwhelming presence of evil behind his 'missing' left eye. Like a maelstrom of curses and demons and every sort of malevolence imaginable. "I'm a Wizard. And you're... not something I recognize."
*I'll explain on Discord*
*Ah, got it*
Raphael has a shiver sent down their spine. "A pleasure to hear it. I am but a mere hafling." They reply, bowing
*Got it. Do you want a description of Raphael's shapeshifted form?*
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A young boy wanders the area, his black hair messy, his metal staff clanking against the floor.
Lysander, an old wizened man, waves to the newcomer. "Who might you be, entrant?"
“I’m Elisha! Magician extraordinaire.” He says cheerfully. “You look fun!”
They chuckle, pulling their hood back and revealing their silver hair. "Mayhaps. A pleasure to meet you, Elisha. Say, want to demonstrate this extraordinary magic?"
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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
A young boy wanders the area, his black hair messy, his metal staff clanking against the floor.
Lysander, an old wizened man, waves to the newcomer. "Who might you be, entrant?"
“I’m Elisha! Magician extraordinaire.” He says cheerfully. “You look fun!”
They chuckle, pulling their hood back and revealing their silver hair. "Mayhaps. A pleasure to meet you, Elisha. Say, want to demonstrate this extraordinary magic?"
"Hmmmmmm... do you have any possessions you would be willing to cut in half? I promise I'll fix it."
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
*The fire is alcohol flames as opposed to carbon flames, thus the color and partial invisibility.*
"Atticus Gorta." He replies, not looking up. At this range, Raphael detects an overwhelming presence of evil behind his 'missing' left eye. Like a maelstrom of curses and demons and every sort of malevolence imaginable. "I'm a Wizard. And you're... not something I recognize."
*I'll explain on Discord*
*Ah, got it*
Raphael has a shiver sent down their spine. "A pleasure to hear it. I am but a mere hafling." They reply, bowing
*Got it. Do you want a description of Raphael's shapeshifted form?*
"Nobody is just a 'mere' anything. Especially not when your 'mere' presence causes disruption in the weave." He pokes the nuts and berries around in his pan. "So, who are you? Whether you want to admit it or not, it does matter."
"Hmmmmmm... do you have any possessions you would be willing to cut in half? I promise I'll fix it."
"Sure." They hand over a piece of paper which seems to be some form of reciet
He quickly tears it in half and claps twice. The papers instantly come back together, with the signs of the rip still being there. "Seems simple but I can do this with literally anything. Paper, wood, stone, flesh..."
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
*The fire is alcohol flames as opposed to carbon flames, thus the color and partial invisibility.*
"Atticus Gorta." He replies, not looking up. At this range, Raphael detects an overwhelming presence of evil behind his 'missing' left eye. Like a maelstrom of curses and demons and every sort of malevolence imaginable. "I'm a Wizard. And you're... not something I recognize."
*I'll explain on Discord*
*Ah, got it*
Raphael has a shiver sent down their spine. "A pleasure to hear it. I am but a mere hafling." They reply, bowing
*Got it. Do you want a description of Raphael's shapeshifted form?*
"Nobody is just a 'mere' anything. Especially not when your 'mere' presence causes disruption in the weave." He pokes the nuts and berries around in his pan. "So, who are you? Whether you want to admit it or not, it does matter."
*Halfling baker, right?*
"Alas, such information is beyond my ability to state, I'm afraid." They make out a forced chuckle. "I wasn't aware my prescence had such a heavy impact." They relatively lithe halfling jokes.
*Yep. You know, just a normal person, well that but they have elf ears*
"Hmmmmmm... do you have any possessions you would be willing to cut in half? I promise I'll fix it."
"Sure." They hand over a piece of paper which seems to be some form of reciet
He quickly tears it in half and claps twice. The papers instantly come back together, with the signs of the rip still being there. "Seems simple but I can do this with literally anything. Paper, wood, stone, flesh..."
"Quite incredible. Did you discover a quick version of mending?"
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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
"Hmmmmmm... do you have any possessions you would be willing to cut in half? I promise I'll fix it."
"Sure." They hand over a piece of paper which seems to be some form of reciet
He quickly tears it in half and claps twice. The papers instantly come back together, with the signs of the rip still being there. "Seems simple but I can do this with literally anything. Paper, wood, stone, flesh..."
"Quite incredible. Did you discover a quick version of mending?"
"Ah, no. This is far greater than mending. I once cut a person's arm off and then reconnected it. Heavily scarred and heavily traumatized, but it worked just fine! I believe I can even do this to... ah, I should be quiet. Not everyone is comfortable with this." He chuckles.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
"Nobody is just a 'mere' anything. Especially not when your 'mere' presence causes disruption in the weave." He pokes the nuts and berries around in his pan. "So, who are you? Whether you want to admit it or not, it does matter."
*Halfling baker, right?*
"Alas, such information is beyond my ability to state, I'm afraid." They make out a forced chuckle. "I wasn't aware my prescence had such a heavy impact." They realitively lithe halfling jokes.
*Yep. You know, just a normal person, well that but they have elf ears*
"Hm." He rubs his missing eye. "You're either from the big up or the big down, judging by the reaction I'm reading, and either way it's not like you'd let me walk away knowing what we both know." He sweeps a paw through the flames, snuffing them out. "Wanna share a snack with me? You can take your favorite bits from the pan."
"Hmmmmmm... do you have any possessions you would be willing to cut in half? I promise I'll fix it."
"Sure." They hand over a piece of paper which seems to be some form of reciet
He quickly tears it in half and claps twice. The papers instantly come back together, with the signs of the rip still being there. "Seems simple but I can do this with literally anything. Paper, wood, stone, flesh..."
"Quite incredible. Did you discover a quick version of mending?"
"Ah, no. This is far greater than mending. I once cut a person's arm off and then reconnected it. Heavily scarred and heavily traumatized, but it worked just fine! I believe I can even do this to... ah, I should be quiet. Not everyone is comfortable with this." He chuckles.
Lysander pats them on the back. “It’s alright kid, I appreciate the magic arts as well.” They respond, summoning a barrage of sparks to accent their point. “I think it’s phenomenal what you’ve come to possess.”
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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
"Nobody is just a 'mere' anything. Especially not when your 'mere' presence causes disruption in the weave." He pokes the nuts and berries around in his pan. "So, who are you? Whether you want to admit it or not, it does matter."
*Halfling baker, right?*
"Alas, such information is beyond my ability to state, I'm afraid." They make out a forced chuckle. "I wasn't aware my prescence had such a heavy impact." They realitively lithe halfling jokes.
*Yep. You know, just a normal person, well that but they have elf ears*
"Hm." He rubs his missing eye. "You're either from the big up or the big down, judging by the reaction I'm reading, and either way it's not like you'd let me walk away knowing what we both know." He sweeps a paw through the flames, snuffing them out. "Wanna share a snack with me? You can take your favorite bits from the pan."
Raphael shurgs, and sits down on a log. “I’ll consent to such a thing.” They reply, taking a handful from the pan.
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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
"Hm." He rubs his missing eye. "You're either from the big up or the big down, judging by the reaction I'm reading, and either way it's not like you'd let me walk away knowing what we both know." He sweeps a paw through the flames, snuffing them out. "Wanna share a snack with me? You can take your favorite bits from the pan."
Raphael shurgs, and sits down on a log. “I’ll consent to such a thing.” They reply, taking a handful from the pan.
"I mean, you seem pleasant enough. I don't think it's worth me getting upset about." He winces, then pulls something out of his eye socket. It's a black, swirling mass, and the source of all that evil Raphael had detected. "It really doesn't like you. I'm just taking it out for a bit until you leave. I could feel it pressing against my skull, and I don't want any stress fractures. A body is a wonderful thing to have, and it takes like a thousand years for me to grow a new one." He pulls out a little fork and begins eating nuts directly off the hot iron.
"Hm." He rubs his missing eye. "You're either from the big up or the big down, judging by the reaction I'm reading, and either way it's not like you'd let me walk away knowing what we both know." He sweeps a paw through the flames, snuffing them out. "Wanna share a snack with me? You can take your favorite bits from the pan."
Raphael shurgs, and sits down on a log. “I’ll consent to such a thing.” They reply, taking a handful from the pan.
"I mean, you seem pleasant enough. I don't think it's worth me getting upset about." He winces, then pulls something out of his eye socket. It's a black, swirling mass, and the source of all that evil Raphael had detected. "It really doesn't like you. I'm just taking it out for a bit until you leave. I could feel it pressing against my skull, and I don't want any stress fractures. A body is a wonderful thing to have, and it takes like a thousand years for me to grow a new one." He pulls out a little fork and begins eating nuts directly off the hot iron.
“What is it?” They ask between mouthfuls. “If it causes such pain when confronted with me, surely one must leave it out of one’s life entirely.”
“Oh, also, these are quite good.” They add, as they swallow
A large figure stands at the entrance of the tavern
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox Looking for more titles now! NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"I mean, you seem pleasant enough. I don't think it's worth me getting upset about." He winces, then pulls something out of his eye socket. It's a black, swirling mass, and the source of all that evil Raphael had detected. "It really doesn't like you. I'm just taking it out for a bit until you leave. I could feel it pressing against my skull, and I don't want any stress fractures. A body is a wonderful thing to have, and it takes like a thousand years for me to grow a new one." He pulls out a little fork and begins eating nuts directly off the hot iron.
“What is it?” They ask between mouthfuls. “If it causes such pain when confronted with me, surely one must leave it out of one’s life entirely.” “Oh, also, these are quite good.” They add, as they swallow
"Thank you. I call it the Uzumaki Scrapple. It's an orb of captured essence, thousands of the most vile things I could get my paws on. Pit fiends, star spawn emissaries, curses, plagues... bits and pieces. Things that are hard to destroy, and by their nature can never be saved. It's a prison, in a sense." He finally looks at Raph. He's shorter than them.
"I'm no super-being, despite the sparse legends people write about me."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
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Lysander, an old wizened man, waves to the newcomer. "Who might you be, entrant?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ah, got it*
Raphael has a shiver sent down their spine. "A pleasure to hear it. I am but a mere hafling." They reply, bowing
*Got it. Do you want a description of Raphael's shapeshifted form?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“I’m Elisha! Magician extraordinaire.” He says cheerfully. “You look fun!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
They chuckle, pulling their hood back and revealing their silver hair. "Mayhaps. A pleasure to meet you, Elisha. Say, want to demonstrate this extraordinary magic?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Hmmmmmm... do you have any possessions you would be willing to cut in half? I promise I'll fix it."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"Sure." They hand over a piece of paper which seems to be some form of reciet
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nobody is just a 'mere' anything. Especially not when your 'mere' presence causes disruption in the weave." He pokes the nuts and berries around in his pan. "So, who are you? Whether you want to admit it or not, it does matter."
*Halfling baker, right?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
He quickly tears it in half and claps twice. The papers instantly come back together, with the signs of the rip still being there. "Seems simple but I can do this with literally anything. Paper, wood, stone, flesh..."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"Alas, such information is beyond my ability to state, I'm afraid." They make out a forced chuckle. "I wasn't aware my prescence had such a heavy impact." They relatively lithe halfling jokes.
*Yep. You know, just a normal person, well that but they have elf ears*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Quite incredible. Did you discover a quick version of mending?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Ah, no. This is far greater than mending. I once cut a person's arm off and then reconnected it. Heavily scarred and heavily traumatized, but it worked just fine! I believe I can even do this to... ah, I should be quiet. Not everyone is comfortable with this." He chuckles.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*gtg, I’ll respond to all convos later*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Hm." He rubs his missing eye. "You're either from the big up or the big down, judging by the reaction I'm reading, and either way it's not like you'd let me walk away knowing what we both know." He sweeps a paw through the flames, snuffing them out. "Wanna share a snack with me? You can take your favorite bits from the pan."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Lysander pats them on the back. “It’s alright kid, I appreciate the magic arts as well.” They respond, summoning a barrage of sparks to accent their point. “I think it’s phenomenal what you’ve come to possess.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael shurgs, and sits down on a log. “I’ll consent to such a thing.” They reply, taking a handful from the pan.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I mean, you seem pleasant enough. I don't think it's worth me getting upset about." He winces, then pulls something out of his eye socket. It's a black, swirling mass, and the source of all that evil Raphael had detected. "It really doesn't like you. I'm just taking it out for a bit until you leave. I could feel it pressing against my skull, and I don't want any stress fractures. A body is a wonderful thing to have, and it takes like a thousand years for me to grow a new one." He pulls out a little fork and begins eating nuts directly off the hot iron.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
“What is it?” They ask between mouthfuls. “If it causes such pain when confronted with me, surely one must leave it out of one’s life entirely.”
“Oh, also, these are quite good.” They add, as they swallow
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A large figure stands at the entrance of the tavern
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Lysander waves at them, welcoming them in. “Who might you be? Come! Eat, drink, and be merry!” They proclaim, motioning with a cup of mead.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Thank you. I call it the Uzumaki Scrapple. It's an orb of captured essence, thousands of the most vile things I could get my paws on. Pit fiends, star spawn emissaries, curses, plagues... bits and pieces. Things that are hard to destroy, and by their nature can never be saved. It's a prison, in a sense." He finally looks at Raph. He's shorter than them.
"I'm no super-being, despite the sparse legends people write about me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine