The creature began to dash directly at you, Holding itself tightly as it screamed at your directing. Slamming into tree's and bushes along the way as it made it's way to you.
Speed: 30 ft
Theren murmurs a few words as a wall of force appears infront of him
The creature is suddenly met with this strange force field. It seems to slowly pace back and forth, it stares at Theren's direction before walking back to the Cavern and disappearing.
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The creature began to dash directly at you, Holding itself tightly as it screamed at your directing. Slamming into tree's and bushes along the way as it made it's way to you.
Speed: 30 ft
Theren murmurs a few words as a wall of force appears infront of him
The creature is suddenly met with this strange force field. It seems to slowly pace back and forth, it stares at Theren's direction before walking back to the Cavern and disappearing.
Theren sits down on the ground, still hyperventilating.
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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.
A trading cart rolls into town, a youngish looking woman sitting on its roof. As it pulls past the initial turn towards the market place, she scoots forwards and drops onto the cobblestones, offering the unaware cart driver a salute. She appears to be human, around 19-20. She stands at around 5'7" with slightly tanned skin from the sun and black hair pulled back into a braid of sorts. Her eyes are a golden color, looking around the town square for a moment before picking a direction and walking down the street. Her outfit is simple, an armless button up vest covering her torso and simple baggy pants with flats. Standard traveling clothes overall. He arms are littered with scars both old and new, and in her right shoulder is a large tattoo in red ink of a roaring bear. Looped around her belt is a chain, which a pair of brass knuckles hang from
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'Avoid the creepy rat man'
You deserve better than this
He nods, looking away for a moment as his ale arrives, which he sips slowly
"That sounds like useful advice, thank you." It gives Leo an appreciative smile as its coffee is delivered by a waiter.
"You from here? Or are you visiting like I am?"
"Visiting. I haven't been here much longer than a month or so."
'Good coffee?'
You deserve better than this
"Ah, where from?"
The creature is suddenly met with this strange force field. It seems to slowly pace back and forth, it stares at Theren's direction before walking back to the Cavern and disappearing.
Lore, Lore, and More! That's what I'm about!
PM me if you wish for some lore on a person or place!
(How y'all feeling about an intro rn?)
It sips on it and its posture can be seen as noticeably relaxing. "Very."
He looks down silently, before downing the rest of his drink, "Doesn't matter now."
'That's good'
You deserve better than this
"Ah, touchy subject? Eh doesn't matter. I'll drop it." It sips its coffee, "Where are you staying around here?"
Theren sits down on the ground, still hyperventilating.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I got a room in the tavern, it's pretty cozy."
"Mhmm!" It mumbles while it sips away
"Lovely, I might get one for myself."
*ok well...characters*
Theren stumbles into town, blood still pouring from his wounds
Alix is watching everything thats going on in the tavern
-open slot-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Intro time since ive got nothing better to do:*
A trading cart rolls into town, a youngish looking woman sitting on its roof. As it pulls past the initial turn towards the market place, she scoots forwards and drops onto the cobblestones, offering the unaware cart driver a salute. She appears to be human, around 19-20. She stands at around 5'7" with slightly tanned skin from the sun and black hair pulled back into a braid of sorts. Her eyes are a golden color, looking around the town square for a moment before picking a direction and walking down the street. Her outfit is simple, an armless button up vest covering her torso and simple baggy pants with flats. Standard traveling clothes overall. He arms are littered with scars both old and new, and in her right shoulder is a large tattoo in red ink of a roaring bear. Looped around her belt is a chain, which a pair of brass knuckles hang from