There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
He stumbles across the dead body of a dwarf. (Roll medicine to see how the Dwarf died.)
Med: 15
The boy looks unalarmed. "Woah. Weird."
the dwarf appears to have his blood drained from his body.
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
He stumbles across the dead body of a dwarf. (Roll medicine to see how the Dwarf died.)
Med: 15
The boy looks unalarmed. "Woah. Weird."
the dwarf appears to have his blood drained from his body.
He takes a drag from his cigarette and blows out the smoke. "Poor dude." he then continues walking
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Am here now! Anyone got actives, if not I'll do mine*
*Yeah!!*
Theren is playing music by the lake.
Mars is sitting on a bench looking bored.
My new character is walking through town
Pavano and Sheela look over, wondering who Mars is.
Zen is in town, attempting to smoke, but annoying glances from people walking by has caused him to stop.
The huge figure in full clad plate mail armor looks over a waves.
"You know man if you feel like smoking dont let others stop you." says a boy with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
*Description for the boy*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
Yuri is sitting in a tree, watching the world go by quietly.
In a tower, in the middle of a field, a woman cries out for help sobbingly.
*NVM AM BACK*
A huge man in full plate walks by Yuri.
Theren hears the sobbing and runs twoards it
Yuri taps the back of his head with the tip of her toe.
A woman appears to be sobbing "Please! Please! Save me!"
The mental helmet makes a clang when she kicks him. He looks up and signs, "What was that for?"
Theren looks up at the tower and shouts, "Hello?!"
"I wanted to get your attention." She said and smiled.
"Help me please!" She yelled downwards "Please!!"
"There are many ways to do that ma'am."
"ok!" Theren starts to look for an enterance.
"But I didn't feel like calling out." She said.
There doesn't appear to be one, other than at the very top.
He sighs. "Ok. What do you need madam?"
Theren sighs and starts to climb. Athletics: 28
"Nothing." She smiled pleasantly.
He is able to with ease. When he gets to the top, the woman looks.. odd. And to top it off, the inside of the tower looks very weird. (Make an investigation check.)
Yuri is sitting in a tree, watching the world go by quietly.
In a tower, in the middle of a field, a woman cries out for help sobbingly.
*NVM AM BACK*
A huge man in full plate walks by Yuri.
Theren hears the sobbing and runs twoards it
Yuri taps the back of his head with the tip of her toe.
A woman appears to be sobbing "Please! Please! Save me!"
The mental helmet makes a clang when she kicks him. He looks up and signs, "What was that for?"
Theren looks up at the tower and shouts, "Hello?!"
"I wanted to get your attention." She said and smiled.
"Help me please!" She yelled downwards "Please!!"
"There are many ways to do that ma'am."
"ok!" Theren starts to look for an enterance.
"But I didn't feel like calling out." She said.
There doesn't appear to be one, other than at the very top.
He sighs. "Ok. What do you need madam?"
Theren sighs and starts to climb. Athletics: 28
"Nothing." She smiled pleasantly.
He is able to with ease. When he gets to the top, the woman looks.. odd. And to top it off, the inside of the tower looks very weird. (Make an investigation check.)
"Then why kick me?"
Inves: 28
*Also has the boy come across the thing that killed the dwarf? he is still walkin in the woods*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Am here now! Anyone got actives, if not I'll do mine*
*Yeah!!*
Theren is playing music by the lake.
Mars is sitting on a bench looking bored.
My new character is walking through town
Pavano and Sheela look over, wondering who Mars is.
Zen is in town, attempting to smoke, but annoying glances from people walking by has caused him to stop.
The huge figure in full clad plate mail armor looks over a waves.
"You know man if you feel like smoking dont let others stop you." says a boy with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
*Description for the boy*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Pavano does a shy wave in return, and Sheela does a happy dragon roar, her tongue out.
"They're judging me, I don't like it. Smoking aint the same these days anyways." Zen replies, deflated.
*Ooo, that's cool*
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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.
*Am here now! Anyone got actives, if not I'll do mine*
*Yeah!!*
Theren is playing music by the lake.
Mars is sitting on a bench looking bored.
My new character is walking through town
Pavano and Sheela look over, wondering who Mars is.
Zen is in town, attempting to smoke, but annoying glances from people walking by has caused him to stop.
The huge figure in full clad plate mail armor looks over a waves.
"You know man if you feel like smoking dont let others stop you." says a boy with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
*Description for the boy*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Pavano does a shy wave in return, and Sheela does a happy dragon roar, her tongue out.
"They're judging me, I don't like it. Smoking aint the same these days anyways." Zen replies, deflated.
*Ooo, that's cool*
The man lets out a chuckle and stands, he is about 8 foot tall
"So?" the boy says taking a drag and blowing out a smoke ring.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Oswald is looking at maps of the Feywild in the tavern. "Surrounded by trees... we'll have to come in directly on top of it. I'd better prepare the zeppelins."
Zjadacz is inside, fidgeting with his knife. His mother is in a heavily warded rented-out room.
*Am here now! Anyone got actives, if not I'll do mine*
*Yeah!!*
Theren is playing music by the lake.
Mars is sitting on a bench looking bored.
My new character is walking through town
Pavano and Sheela look over, wondering who Mars is.
Zen is in town, attempting to smoke, but annoying glances from people walking by has caused him to stop.
The huge figure in full clad plate mail armor looks over a waves.
"You know man if you feel like smoking dont let others stop you." says a boy with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
*Description for the boy*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Pavano does a shy wave in return, and Sheela does a happy dragon roar, her tongue out.
"They're judging me, I don't like it. Smoking aint the same these days anyways." Zen replies, deflated.
*Ooo, that's cool*
The man lets out a chuckle and stands, he is about 8 foot tall
"So?" the boy says taking a drag and blowing out a smoke ring.
Pavano looks up at him, mouth slightly open in awe. Sheela runs a circle around him before promptly sitting down.
"I don't like being judged. If they knew who I was they might not be so worried about what's in my mouth."
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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.
*Am here now! Anyone got actives, if not I'll do mine*
*Yeah!!*
Theren is playing music by the lake.
Mars is sitting on a bench looking bored.
My new character is walking through town
Pavano and Sheela look over, wondering who Mars is.
Zen is in town, attempting to smoke, but annoying glances from people walking by has caused him to stop.
The huge figure in full clad plate mail armor looks over a waves.
"You know man if you feel like smoking dont let others stop you." says a boy with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
*Description for the boy*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Pavano does a shy wave in return, and Sheela does a happy dragon roar, her tongue out.
"They're judging me, I don't like it. Smoking aint the same these days anyways." Zen replies, deflated.
*Ooo, that's cool*
The man lets out a chuckle and stands, he is about 8 foot tall
"So?" the boy says taking a drag and blowing out a smoke ring.
Pavano looks up at him, mouth slightly open in awe. Sheela runs a circle around him before promptly sitting down.
"I don't like being judged. If they knew who I was they might not be so worried about what's in my mouth."
Mars kneels down and pats Sheela on the head. "Hello." he says, his voice gravelly.
"You shouldn't care about what others think. Life's to short."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Oswald is looking at maps of the Feywild in the tavern. "Surrounded by trees... we'll have to come in directly on top of it. I'd better prepare the zeppelins."
Zjadacz is inside, fidgeting with his knife. His mother is in a heavily warded rented-out room.
Ophelia doesn't realise she's staring at the knife as she drinks her coffee.
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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.
Oswald is looking at maps of the Feywild in the tavern. "Surrounded by trees... we'll have to come in directly on top of it. I'd better prepare the zeppelins."
Zjadacz is inside, fidgeting with his knife. His mother is in a heavily warded rented-out room.
Yuri is walking through the forest with wounds on her torso that refuse to heal. The marks appear to be from claws. She limps along, looking at the blood on her hands, and eventually sighs before sitting down on the grass.
Broken Eyes is now fully awake and keeping an eye on the aura that Zjadacz instructed it to find.
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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
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the dwarf appears to have his blood drained from his body.
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
"There are many ways to do that ma'am."
"ok!" Theren starts to look for an enterance.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Am here now! Anyone got actives, if not I'll do mine*
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.
He takes a drag from his cigarette and blows out the smoke. "Poor dude." he then continues walking
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yeah!!*
Theren is playing music by the lake.
Mars is sitting on a bench looking bored.
My new character is walking through town
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"But I didn't feel like calling out." She said.
There doesn't appear to be one, other than at the very top.
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
He sighs. "Ok. What do you need madam?"
Theren sighs and starts to climb. Athletics: 24
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Pavano and Sheela look over, wondering who Mars is.
Zen is in town, attempting to smoke, but annoying glances from people walking by has caused him to stop.
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 huge figure in full clad plate mail armor looks over a waves.
"You know man if you feel like smoking dont let others stop you." says a boy with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
*Description for the boy*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(hello)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
"Nothing." She smiled pleasantly.
He is able to with ease. When he gets to the top, the woman looks.. odd. And to top it off, the inside of the tower looks very weird. (Make an investigation check.)
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
"Then why kick me?"
Inves: 28
*Also has the boy come across the thing that killed the dwarf? he is still walkin in the woods*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Pavano does a shy wave in return, and Sheela does a happy dragon roar, her tongue out.
"They're judging me, I don't like it. Smoking aint the same these days anyways." Zen replies, deflated.
*Ooo, that's cool*
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.
*Hey hey!*
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 man lets out a chuckle and stands, he is about 8 foot tall
"So?" the boy says taking a drag and blowing out a smoke ring.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning everyone!*
Oswald is looking at maps of the Feywild in the tavern. "Surrounded by trees... we'll have to come in directly on top of it. I'd better prepare the zeppelins."
Zjadacz is inside, fidgeting with his knife. His mother is in a heavily warded rented-out room.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Pavano looks up at him, mouth slightly open in awe. Sheela runs a circle around him before promptly sitting down.
"I don't like being judged. If they knew who I was they might not be so worried about what's in my mouth."
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.
Mars kneels down and pats Sheela on the head. "Hello." he says, his voice gravelly.
"You shouldn't care about what others think. Life's to short."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ophelia doesn't realise she's staring at the knife as she drinks her coffee.
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.
Yuri is walking through the forest with wounds on her torso that refuse to heal. The marks appear to be from claws. She limps along, looking at the blood on her hands, and eventually sighs before sitting down on the grass.
Broken Eyes is now fully awake and keeping an eye on the aura that Zjadacz instructed it to find.
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