The dog is suddenly paralyzed as a rose sprouts from the point where the ax hit, "Are you sure you want this creature to die." He raises the axe again preparing for a killing blow
A Young man walks into the tavern. He is around 6'0 with pale skin, short brown hair that kicks up in the front, and glowing orange eyes. He wears a long brown trench coat with golden buttons, a long-sleeved black sweater under that, long brown slacks, worn brown boots with golden buckles, a dark green gas-mask around his neck with clear lenses, thick black gloves, a small journal in one hand, and mithral goggles on top of his head.
A black raven-like creature sits on his shoulder. It has the same glowing orange eyes, a long beak with humanoid teeth in it which gives the impression that its smiling, a d thick glossy black feather.
The man and the raven sits down at a table, books seem to instantly appear on the table and open themselves up to the man.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A Young man walks into the tavern. He is around 6'0 with pale skin, short brown hair that kicks up in the front, and glowing orange eyes. He wears a long brown trench coat with golden buttons, a long-sleeved black sweater under that, long brown slacks, worn brown boots with golden buckles, a dark green gas-mask around his neck with clear lenses, thick black gloves, a small journal in one hand, and mithral goggles on top of his head.
A black raven-like creature sits on his shoulder. It has the same glowing orange eyes, a long beak with humanoid teeth in it which gives the impression that its smiling, a d thick glossy black feather.
The man and the raven sits down at a table, books seem to instantly appear on the table and open themselves up to the man.
The ever-smiling, recently bandaged innkeeper gestures to his masked assistant to greet the man.
"H-hello, sir," stutters the assistant. "What may we get for you today, other th-than the safety of this f-fine t-t-tavern."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A Young man walks into the tavern. He is around 6'0 with pale skin, short brown hair that kicks up in the front, and glowing orange eyes. He wears a long brown trench coat with golden buttons, a long-sleeved black sweater under that, long brown slacks, worn brown boots with golden buckles, a dark green gas-mask around his neck with clear lenses, thick black gloves, a small journal in one hand, and mithral goggles on top of his head.
A black raven-like creature sits on his shoulder. It has the same glowing orange eyes, a long beak with humanoid teeth in it which gives the impression that its smiling, a d thick glossy black feather.
The man and the raven sits down at a table, books seem to instantly appear on the table and open themselves up to the man.
The ever-smiling, recently bandaged innkeeper gestures to his masked assistant to greet the man.
"H-hello, sir," stutters the assistant. "What may we get for you today, other th-than the safety of this f-fine t-t-tavern."
The man tilts his head "Stuttering hm?" he askes and examines the assistant "Do you suffer from it normally?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A Young man walks into the tavern. He is around 6'0 with pale skin, short brown hair that kicks up in the front, and glowing orange eyes. He wears a long brown trench coat with golden buttons, a long-sleeved black sweater under that, long brown slacks, worn brown boots with golden buckles, a dark green gas-mask around his neck with clear lenses, thick black gloves, a small journal in one hand, and mithral goggles on top of his head.
A black raven-like creature sits on his shoulder. It has the same glowing orange eyes, a long beak with humanoid teeth in it which gives the impression that its smiling, a d thick glossy black feather.
The man and the raven sits down at a table, books seem to instantly appear on the table and open themselves up to the man.
The ever-smiling, recently bandaged innkeeper gestures to his masked assistant to greet the man.
"H-hello, sir," stutters the assistant. "What may we get for you today, other th-than the safety of this f-fine t-t-tavern."
The man tilts his head "Stuttering hm?" he askes and examines the assistant "Do you suffer from it normally?"
"Uh, yes sir," he says, looking back at the innkeeper, who urges him on. "Are you an a-adventurer, or just a weary trav-traveler?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A Young man walks into the tavern. He is around 6'0 with pale skin, short brown hair that kicks up in the front, and glowing orange eyes. He wears a long brown trench coat with golden buttons, a long-sleeved black sweater under that, long brown slacks, worn brown boots with golden buckles, a dark green gas-mask around his neck with clear lenses, thick black gloves, a small journal in one hand, and mithral goggles on top of his head.
A black raven-like creature sits on his shoulder. It has the same glowing orange eyes, a long beak with humanoid teeth in it which gives the impression that its smiling, a d thick glossy black feather.
The man and the raven sits down at a table, books seem to instantly appear on the table and open themselves up to the man.
The ever-smiling, recently bandaged innkeeper gestures to his masked assistant to greet the man.
"H-hello, sir," stutters the assistant. "What may we get for you today, other th-than the safety of this f-fine t-t-tavern."
The man tilts his head "Stuttering hm?" he askes and examines the assistant "Do you suffer from it normally?"
"Uh, yes sir," he says, looking back at the innkeeper, who urges him on. "Are you an a-adventurer, or just a weary trav-traveler?"
"An alchemist" he said "But i suppose you could call me a adventurer". he waved a hand then sat down "Sit with me for a few"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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He swings the axe downwards, the dog needs to make a constitution save
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Con save: 13
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The dog is suddenly paralyzed as a rose sprouts from the point where the ax hit, "Are you sure you want this creature to die." He raises the axe again preparing for a killing blow
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Yes! Hopefully the health inspector won't remember this..." He starts moving the unconscious person out of the kitchen.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He stares at the dog sadly, "I'm sorry, see you in hell." and cuts its head off before helping to drag the bodies outside.
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*I gotta go. Bye!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Byeeee!!!*
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The assistant is helping the chef grind up the rat-dogs into rat dogs while the Innkeeper positions the unconscious health inspector at a table.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*interesting ! Ill join this*
A Young man walks into the tavern. He is around 6'0 with pale skin, short brown hair that kicks up in the front, and glowing orange eyes. He wears a long brown trench coat with golden buttons, a long-sleeved black sweater under that, long brown slacks, worn brown boots with golden buckles, a dark green gas-mask around his neck with clear lenses, thick black gloves, a small journal in one hand, and mithral goggles on top of his head.
A black raven-like creature sits on his shoulder. It has the same glowing orange eyes, a long beak with humanoid teeth in it which gives the impression that its smiling, a d thick glossy black feather.
The man and the raven sits down at a table, books seem to instantly appear on the table and open themselves up to the man.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*This is a really cool thread.*
The ever-smiling, recently bandaged innkeeper gestures to his masked assistant to greet the man.
"H-hello, sir," stutters the assistant. "What may we get for you today, other th-than the safety of this f-fine t-t-tavern."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The man tilts his head "Stuttering hm?" he askes and examines the assistant "Do you suffer from it normally?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Thank you!*
"Uh, yes sir," he says, looking back at the innkeeper, who urges him on. "Are you an a-adventurer, or just a weary trav-traveler?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"An alchemist" he said "But i suppose you could call me a adventurer". he waved a hand then sat down "Sit with me for a few"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]