"I wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"I wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
"I wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
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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 wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
13
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
"I wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
27
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
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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 wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
27
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
*DO IT.*
Istal suddenly turns from curios to frightened. They back away quickly and bristle.
"No. Just no." She said, snarling almost "Stay away from me."
Oliver shifts back and forth "I have no idea what to say now.."
"I wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
27
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
*DO IT.*
Istal suddenly turns from curios to frightened. They back away quickly and bristle.
"No. Just no." She said, snarling almost "Stay away from me."
Oliver shifts back and forth "I have no idea what to say now.."
*am currently its about to be up :)*
"Oh blast it all.." he grumbles. "i wont hurt you, i swear."
"Im sorry..." he mumbles, grabbing her shoulder. *Now i wont force this but theren is trying to wipe her memory. is this ok with u?*
"Me neither." he says
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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 wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
27
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
*DO IT.*
Istal suddenly turns from curios to frightened. They back away quickly and bristle.
"No. Just no." She said, snarling almost "Stay away from me."
Oliver shifts back and forth "I have no idea what to say now.."
*am currently its about to be up :)*
"Oh blast it all.." he grumbles. "i wont hurt you, i swear."
"Im sorry..." he mumbles, grabbing her shoulder. *Now i wont force this but theren is trying to wipe her memory. is this ok with u?*
"Me neither." he says
"Bad people came to the village and set up bombs and exploded us all..." she said, changing from common to draconic.
(I'm going to need Theren to make a WIS save.)
Oliver nods and points at the tavern "You want a drink.. or... do you not drink?"
"I wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
27
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
*DO IT.*
Istal suddenly turns from curios to frightened. They back away quickly and bristle.
"No. Just no." She said, snarling almost "Stay away from me."
Oliver shifts back and forth "I have no idea what to say now.."
*am currently its about to be up :)*
"Oh blast it all.." he grumbles. "i wont hurt you, i swear."
"Im sorry..." he mumbles, grabbing her shoulder. *Now i wont force this but theren is trying to wipe her memory. is this ok with u?*
"Me neither." he says
"Bad people came to the village and set up bombs and exploded us all..." she said, changing from common to draconic.
(I'm going to need Theren to make a WIS save.)
Oliver nods and points at the tavern "You want a drink.. or... do you not drink?"
"Oh..."
WIS: 31
"Sure! I'll take a drink."
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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 wouldn't be much fun to play with. Im quite dull."
Theren lets his hand fall to his side. "I could..." he hesitates for a moment. "...I could make you forget..."
"Whose the man beside you?" he says, cocking his head.
"How?" She asked.
"Believe me." She laughed, bordering on mania. "I have tried to forget but it keeps creeping back. Its like a curse branded into my skin."
"Oh.. You can see him." Oliver said, fidgeting with his tie. The other man sighed and made himself known "My name is Harvey, I'm his patron."
"I'm a soldier. Fun isn't exactly my speciality."
"I could use a spell...make you forget you ever had a daughter....or I could create a world inside your mind where she lived....and you two could be together forever..."
"And Mister Harvey...are you a good or evil patron." he asks, clenching his case tightly.
"So?" She asked, tilting her head. "People change."
"I don't want to forget. I want to remember because of what I did.."
"Does it matter?" He huffed and summoned an ethereal pipe, smoking it. "Good and Evil are horrible terms to make someone choose. I prefer the term of neutral."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
He sighs. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
27
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
*DO IT.*
Istal suddenly turns from curios to frightened. They back away quickly and bristle.
"No. Just no." She said, snarling almost "Stay away from me."
Oliver shifts back and forth "I have no idea what to say now.."
*am currently its about to be up :)*
"Oh blast it all.." he grumbles. "i wont hurt you, i swear."
"Im sorry..." he mumbles, grabbing her shoulder. *Now i wont force this but theren is trying to wipe her memory. is this ok with u?*
"Me neither." he says
"Bad people came to the village and set up bombs and exploded us all..." she said, changing from common to draconic.
(I'm going to need Theren to make a WIS save.)
Oliver nods and points at the tavern "You want a drink.. or... do you not drink?"
"Oh..."
WIS: 25
"Sure! I'll take a drink."
She nodded and curled into a small ball.
He feels an explosion of psychic energy that sends both of them in opposite directions. A ghost of a woman in armor stands between them before disappearing. Allison grumbles "Mowyn..."
Oliver nods and walks inside, holding the door open for him.
He feels an explosion of psychic energy that sends both of them in opposite directions. A ghost of a woman in armor stands between them before disappearing. Allison grumbles "Mowyn..."
Oliver nods and walks inside, holding the door open for him.
"im sorry kiddo."
Theren voices distorted as his eyes go black. "A challenge."
"I'm a clone of a single person. We clones dont change."
Therens hand glows slightly. "But you're clearly in pain because of what you did.."
"It does matter...at least to be it does." he says, standing up straighter.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"How?" She asked again.
"It's my own purgatory. A hell I have to suffer."
Harvey rolls his eyes. Oliver shifts slightly "I prefer the term good, please and thank you.."
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. "Its complicated." he shifts his pack slightly. *Perception check*
"Please....let me help you forget..."
He grip loosens on the case. "Good. Alright then."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
13
Allison backs away, her stare turning cold. "No."
Oliver beams but Harvey huffs, disappearing again.
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
They see the pack is full of explosives
"Allison...please.."
He chuckles.
*duddeeeeeeeee i have a huge urge to make a tavernnnnn.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*DO IT.*
Istal suddenly turns from curios to frightened. They back away quickly and bristle.
"No. Just no." She said, snarling almost "Stay away from me."
Oliver shifts back and forth "I have no idea what to say now.."
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
*am currently its about to be up :)*
"Oh blast it all.." he grumbles. "i wont hurt you, i swear."
"Im sorry..." he mumbles, grabbing her shoulder. *Now i wont force this but theren is trying to wipe her memory. is this ok with u?*
"Me neither." he says
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Bad people came to the village and set up bombs and exploded us all..." she said, changing from common to draconic.
(I'm going to need Theren to make a WIS save.)
Oliver nods and points at the tavern "You want a drink.. or... do you not drink?"
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
"Oh..."
WIS: 31
"Sure! I'll take a drink."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nodded and curled into a small ball.
He feels an explosion of psychic energy that sends both of them in opposite directions. A ghost of a woman in armor stands between them before disappearing. Allison grumbles "Mowyn..."
Oliver nods and walks inside, holding the door open for him.
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
"im sorry kiddo."
Theren voices distorted as his eyes go black. "A challenge."
He follows them
*TAVERN LINK ---> LINK *
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*GIYS GUYS GUYS. I'M APPLYING RIGHT NOW TO GET MY DEGREE IN ENVIRONMENTAL CONSERVATION AND CRIMINAL LAW. *
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
*NICE!!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I majoring in Environmental Conservation and getting a minor in Criminal Law.*
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
*im proud of you buddy. Also new tavern is up*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'll check it out in a sec. :D*
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
*GOOD HELLOS MY FRIENDS&
*AGH!!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*THEREN!!!! [FLYING SKULLCRUSHER 3000]*
*Mn. I feel like making a hurt/no comfort character based around the horror or perfectism.*
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