The elf walks over to the nearest dwarf. "Hello." He says simply, his voice soft and comforting.
The dwarf looks round at you, stopping the planting he was previously doing. "You new?" He says in a gruff voice.
"It seems I am. This place... it's marvelous. Where am I?"
"Us Dwarves just call it home. You can call it what you like. You been to the boot yet? I think that's where they check in you people."
"Boot? Of the statue? Not yet. But I'll head over. Thank you." He smiles warmly, then walks away towards the statue. Right where he was standing, a small daisy had bloomed.
*God, I love your character already. You and Vitus seem to have some kind of wisdom I don't possess, and its portrayed in your amazing characters*
As you approach the statue, you see dwarves gathered about its base. A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot"
*Wow, thank you, Drummer. That made me smile. But I'm pretty sure you're at least a bit wise :)*
The elf realizes that the dwarves here must have loved this king, or something about them. It's just such a huge monument.
He doesn't knock, just opens the door and walks in.
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Star slings his rifle over his back, and walks over to the boot
A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot". You see the elf that arrived at the same time as you walk in.
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The elf walks over to the nearest dwarf. "Hello." He says simply, his voice soft and comforting.
The dwarf looks round at you, stopping the planting he was previously doing. "You new?" He says in a gruff voice.
"It seems I am. This place... it's marvelous. Where am I?"
"Us Dwarves just call it home. You can call it what you like. You been to the boot yet? I think that's where they check in you people."
"Boot? Of the statue? Not yet. But I'll head over. Thank you." He smiles warmly, then walks away towards the statue. Right where he was standing, a small daisy had bloomed.
*God, I love your character already. You and Vitus seem to have some kind of wisdom I don't possess, and its portrayed in your amazing characters*
As you approach the statue, you see dwarves gathered about its base. A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot"
*Wow, thank you, Drummer. That made me smile. But I'm pretty sure you're at least a bit wise :)*
The elf realizes that the dwarves here must have loved this king, or something about them. It's just such a huge monument.
He doesn't knock, just opens the door and walks in.
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The elf walks over to the nearest dwarf. "Hello." He says simply, his voice soft and comforting.
The dwarf looks round at you, stopping the planting he was previously doing. "You new?" He says in a gruff voice.
"It seems I am. This place... it's marvelous. Where am I?"
"Us Dwarves just call it home. You can call it what you like. You been to the boot yet? I think that's where they check in you people."
"Boot? Of the statue? Not yet. But I'll head over. Thank you." He smiles warmly, then walks away towards the statue. Right where he was standing, a small daisy had bloomed.
*God, I love your character already. You and Vitus seem to have some kind of wisdom I don't possess, and its portrayed in your amazing characters*
As you approach the statue, you see dwarves gathered about its base. A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot"
*Wow, thank you, Drummer. That made me smile. But I'm pretty sure you're at least a bit wise :)*
The elf realizes that the dwarves here must have loved this king, or something about them. It's just such a huge monument.
He doesn't knock, just opens the door and walks in.
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
Wow! That’s such an eloquent description.
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
The elf walks over to the nearest dwarf. "Hello." He says simply, his voice soft and comforting.
The dwarf looks round at you, stopping the planting he was previously doing. "You new?" He says in a gruff voice.
"It seems I am. This place... it's marvelous. Where am I?"
"Us Dwarves just call it home. You can call it what you like. You been to the boot yet? I think that's where they check in you people."
"Boot? Of the statue? Not yet. But I'll head over. Thank you." He smiles warmly, then walks away towards the statue. Right where he was standing, a small daisy had bloomed.
*God, I love your character already. You and Vitus seem to have some kind of wisdom I don't possess, and its portrayed in your amazing characters*
As you approach the statue, you see dwarves gathered about its base. A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot"
*Wow, thank you, Drummer. That made me smile. But I'm pretty sure you're at least a bit wise :)*
The elf realizes that the dwarves here must have loved this king, or something about them. It's just such a huge monument.
He doesn't knock, just opens the door and walks in.
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
Wow! That’s such an eloquent description.
*Thank you!*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A: Kill anyone, unless the user controlling a character says you can. Attacking a NPC will result in Ahetara (The planet) kicking you out,
B: Break anything. Most stuff is indestructible, but it would be best if you didn't go round breaking all the glassware at the bar and stuff like that.*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Star slings his rifle over his back, and walks over to the boot
A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot". You see the elf that arrived at the same time as you walk in.
Star slings his rifle over his back, and walks over to the boot
A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot". You see the elf that arrived at the same time as you walk in.
Star walks in, taking off his helmet
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Star slings his rifle over his back, and walks over to the boot
A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot". You see the elf that arrived at the same time as you walk in.
Star walks in, taking off his helmet
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
"Nice place" star says to himself, and walks to the bar
The elf walks over to the nearest dwarf. "Hello." He says simply, his voice soft and comforting.
The dwarf looks round at you, stopping the planting he was previously doing. "You new?" He says in a gruff voice.
"It seems I am. This place... it's marvelous. Where am I?"
"Us Dwarves just call it home. You can call it what you like. You been to the boot yet? I think that's where they check in you people."
"Boot? Of the statue? Not yet. But I'll head over. Thank you." He smiles warmly, then walks away towards the statue. Right where he was standing, a small daisy had bloomed.
*God, I love your character already. You and Vitus seem to have some kind of wisdom I don't possess, and its portrayed in your amazing characters*
As you approach the statue, you see dwarves gathered about its base. A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot"
*Wow, thank you, Drummer. That made me smile. But I'm pretty sure you're at least a bit wise :)*
The elf realizes that the dwarves here must have loved this king, or something about them. It's just such a huge monument.
He doesn't knock, just opens the door and walks in.
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
"How quaint!" The elf walks to the bar, but takes the long way, dragging his hand across the red wall. When he reaches the bar, he asks a bartender, "I was told I needed to check in here? Is this the right place?"
(blue sparks and lightning fizz around a spot, and standing there when it clears is a dwarf, four and a half feet tall, with an adamantine battleaxe and motorized armor.)
"darn it, not again!" said the dwarf. "And i just got used to Konton" he mutters.
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(blue sparks and lightning fizz around a spot, and standing there when it clears is a dwarf, four and a half feet tall, with an adamantine battleaxe and motorized armor.)
"darn it, not again!" said the dwarf. "And i just got used to Konton" he mutters.
*Motorized armor? Like clockwork armor?*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Both Star and the elf (You're gonna have to tell me his name soon, I can't keep calling him the elf lol :) ) come up to the bar at roughly the same time.
"Yep! This is where you check in." Says the Dwarven bartender, in a chirpy voice. She has long blond hair, a slightly chubby face and is actually quite tall for a dwarf. She looks about 20ish, wearing a small turquoise apron with a light brown skirt and a beige top. "Could I get both of your names please?"
Both Star and the elf (You're gonna have to tell me his name soon, I can't keep calling him the elf lol :) ) come up to the bar at roughly the same time.
"Yep! This is where you check in." Says the Dwarven bartender, in a chirpy voice. She has long blond hair, a slightly chubby face and is actually quite tall for a dwarf. She looks about 20ish, wearing a small turquoise apron with a light brown skirt and a beige top. "Could I get both of your names please?"
*Edit: Even dumber grammar than Yondors*
*Ya, I know, he's been nameless for a bit too long. Partially why I had him walk over to check in*
"I am called Marikoth."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Both Star and the elf (You're gonna have to tell me his name soon, I can't keep calling him the elf lol :) ) come up to the bar at roughly the same time.
"Yep! This is where you check in." Says the Dwarven bartender, in a chirpy voice. She has long blond hair, a slightly chubby face and is actually quite tall for a dwarf. She looks about 20ish, wearing a small turquoise apron with a light brown skirt and a beige top. "Could I get both of your names please?"
*Edit: Even dumber grammar than Yondors*
*Ya, I know, he's been nameless for a bit too long. Partially why I had him walk over to check in*
(blue sparks and lightning fizz around a spot, and standing there when it clears is a dwarf, four and a half feet tall, with an adamantine battleaxe and motorized armor.)
"darn it, not again!" said the dwarf. "And i just got used to Konton" he mutters.
*Motorized armor? Like clockwork armor?*
*more like plate, but with gears inside and a humming container melded into it*
A large, white-rimmed portal opens up parallel to the ground above the ancient stone. If one were to look up into the portal, they would see a circle of trees pointed up at the sky, and a small dot growing ever so close until...
"AAAAAAH!!" *thump* A tall human falls through the portal right as it begins to close. He lies on the floor for a few seconds, before staring, wide-eyed, at the cave ceiling. "Am I dead? I'm dead, aren't I? Ohhhh, oh no, the guild is not gonna be happy with this." The man stands up and looks around.
He cocks his head to the side as he looks around, seemingly surprised that heaven---or wherever this is---is so beautiful, so full of nature. His gaze lands on the dwarf beside him, and he offers an awkward wave. "Heh... Hi."
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Both Star and the elf (You're gonna have to tell me his name soon, I can't keep calling him the elf lol :) ) come up to the bar at roughly the same time.
"Yep! This is where you check in." Says the Dwarven bartender, in a chirpy voice. She has long blond hair, a slightly chubby face and is actually quite tall for a dwarf. She looks about 20ish, wearing a small turquoise apron with a light brown skirt and a beige top. "Could I get both of your names please?"
*Edit: Even dumber grammar than Yondors*
*Ya, I know, he's been nameless for a bit too long. Partially why I had him walk over to check in*
"I am called Marikoth."
"ST-1059-A, though you can call me star"
"Nice to meet you, Marikoth and Star. I'm London, but most people just call me lonie. Can I get you anything to drink now that your checked in?"
*The name Lonie is pronounced lon - ee. Not lonely and definitely not loony*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Both Star and the elf (You're gonna have to tell me his name soon, I can't keep calling him the elf lol :) ) come up to the bar at roughly the same time.
"Yep! This is where you check in." Says the Dwarven bartender, in a chirpy voice. She has long blond hair, a slightly chubby face and is actually quite tall for a dwarf. She looks about 20ish, wearing a small turquoise apron with a light brown skirt and a beige top. "Could I get both of your names please?"
*Edit: Even dumber grammar than Yondors*
*Ya, I know, he's been nameless for a bit too long. Partially why I had him walk over to check in*
"I am called Marikoth."
"ST-1059-A, though you can call me star"
"Nice to meet you, Marikoth and Star. I'm London, but most people just call me lonie. Can I get you anything to drink now that your checked in?"
*The name Lonie is pronounced lon - ee. Not lonely and definitely not loony*
"A beer would be fine"
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*Wow, thank you, Drummer. That made me smile. But I'm pretty sure you're at least a bit wise :)*
The elf realizes that the dwarves here must have loved this king, or something about them. It's just such a huge monument.
He doesn't knock, just opens the door and walks in.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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A large wooden door is built into the front of the statues shoe. It has a sign board hanging from its handle, which reads, "The kings boot". You see the elf that arrived at the same time as you walk in.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Wow! That’s such an eloquent description.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
*Thank you!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Is it ok if one of my characters is a bit evil?*
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*That's all good, as long as you don't:
A: Kill anyone, unless the user controlling a character says you can. Attacking a NPC will result in Ahetara (The planet) kicking you out,
B: Break anything. Most stuff is indestructible, but it would be best if you didn't go round breaking all the glassware at the bar and stuff like that.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Star walks in, taking off his helmet
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Inside, you see a rather large bar. Tables are set around, a band plays a soft jazz in the corner, and there are a surprising amount a sofas around, many of which have dwarves sleeping on them. The bar is at the back of the room, selling all kinds of mead. The room is filled with a gentle orange light that doesn't really seem to come from any one place, and the walls are a soft, almost fury red, as if it's carpet instead of wallpaper. A cobblestone floor, made with particularly large cobbles, is what you stand on, and small lines of moss run throughout the Tavern, giving it a lovely fresh smell.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Nice place" star says to himself, and walks to the bar
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"How quaint!" The elf walks to the bar, but takes the long way, dragging his hand across the red wall. When he reaches the bar, he asks a bartender, "I was told I needed to check in here? Is this the right place?"
*edit: dumb grammar*
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(blue sparks and lightning fizz around a spot, and standing there when it clears is a dwarf, four and a half feet tall, with an adamantine battleaxe and motorized armor.)
"darn it, not again!" said the dwarf. "And i just got used to Konton" he mutters.
Leader of the Dwarf Lovers Association. Join today here!
*Motorized armor? Like clockwork armor?*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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Both Star and the elf (You're gonna have to tell me his name soon, I can't keep calling him the elf lol :) ) come up to the bar at roughly the same time.
"Yep! This is where you check in." Says the Dwarven bartender, in a chirpy voice. She has long blond hair, a slightly chubby face and is actually quite tall for a dwarf. She looks about 20ish, wearing a small turquoise apron with a light brown skirt and a beige top. "Could I get both of your names please?"
*Edit: Even dumber grammar than Yondors*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Ya, I know, he's been nameless for a bit too long. Partially why I had him walk over to check in*
"I am called Marikoth."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"ST-1059-A, though you can call me star"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*more like plate, but with gears inside and a humming container melded into it*
*edit: the gears are not melded*
Leader of the Dwarf Lovers Association. Join today here!
A large, white-rimmed portal opens up parallel to the ground above the ancient stone. If one were to look up into the portal, they would see a circle of trees pointed up at the sky, and a small dot growing ever so close until...
"AAAAAAH!!" *thump* A tall human falls through the portal right as it begins to close. He lies on the floor for a few seconds, before staring, wide-eyed, at the cave ceiling. "Am I dead? I'm dead, aren't I? Ohhhh, oh no, the guild is not gonna be happy with this." The man stands up and looks around.
He cocks his head to the side as he looks around, seemingly surprised that heaven---or wherever this is---is so beautiful, so full of nature. His gaze lands on the dwarf beside him, and he offers an awkward wave. "Heh... Hi."
"Nice to meet you, Marikoth and Star. I'm London, but most people just call me lonie. Can I get you anything to drink now that your checked in?"
*The name Lonie is pronounced lon - ee. Not lonely and definitely not loony*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"A beer would be fine"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented