*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
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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.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 31)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
(I'm going to need a WIS save for the group that is taking right flank.)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
(I'm going to need a WIS save for the group that is taking right flank.)
WIS: 22
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
(I'm going to need a WIS save for the group that is taking right flank.)
WIS: 21
*oooh, three off. TIME FOR MASS SUGGESTION.*
They see the man they are looking for but before they can raise their guns, he grins, his eyes glowing. "I suggest you all calm down now and take me to your leader of sorts."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
(I'm going to need a WIS save for the group that is taking right flank.)
WIS: 21
*oooh, three off. TIME FOR MASS SUGGESTION.*
They see the man they are looking for but before they can raise their guns, he grins, his eyes glowing. "I suggest you all calm down now and take me to your leader of sorts."
*DANG IT*
"Alright. CT-1287 take him." CT-1287 then approaches the man. "Follow me please."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 17)
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
(I'm going to need a WIS save for the group that is taking right flank.)
WIS: 21
*oooh, three off. TIME FOR MASS SUGGESTION.*
They see the man they are looking for but before they can raise their guns, he grins, his eyes glowing. "I suggest you all calm down now and take me to your leader of sorts."
*DANG IT*
"Alright. CT-1287 take him." CT-1287 then approaches the man. "Follow me please."
"Thank you. The rest of you will now sit down and wait till I return." He smiles and follows after CT-1287.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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"For you precious, they're on the house. Take it as a thank you for the pumpkin." They say with a smile
*Morningssss*
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.
*Good morning you lot. Guess who is sick.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*NOOOOOOOOOOO*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I introduced my sassy divine heritage sorcerer yesterday but here he is again.*
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*oooooooooo...imma interact with BD-5*
There is a bwoop noise as a small protocol droid bumps their leg.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks at it and promptly kicks it like a football. (STR: 31)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The droid goes flying a few feet. it gets back up, shaking its head. It tilts its head, confused.
*Also wendigoooo i sent yeh somethin*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh! Let me check!*
He looks at it in disgust and goes to where the stormtroopers are, tilting his head as his golden eyes stare at them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The droid follows him from a distance.
The troopers are busy forcing the workers to work. AT-ST's stand guard along with the occasional AT-AT.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The man narrows his eyes and sends a bolt of radiance into the camp, smiling in satisfaction at the chaos.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*did yeh get the pm?*
The troopers duck for cover, spotting the man. A few AT-AT's open fire
Attack: 19 Damage: 56
Attack: 30 Damage: 50
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They both seem to not hit. The man chuckles and disappears, turning to nothingness. An illusion.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The troopers spread out, searching for the man.
BD-5 bwoops in alarm running away
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I'm going to need a WIS save for the group that is taking right flank.)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
WIS: 22
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oooh, three off. TIME FOR MASS SUGGESTION.*
They see the man they are looking for but before they can raise their guns, he grins, his eyes glowing. "I suggest you all calm down now and take me to your leader of sorts."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*DANG IT*
"Alright. CT-1287 take him." CT-1287 then approaches the man. "Follow me please."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Thank you. The rest of you will now sit down and wait till I return." He smiles and follows after CT-1287.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]