The 2 Story Tavern

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He raises an eyebrow, "What, expecting some burn scars or mauling scars?"

 "I was thinking... Orc or Oni." She chuckles, brushing her black hair behind her ear. 

 He smirks, "Well unfortunately I was a half elf." He says, cracking his neck

 "Was?" She asked and tilted her head again "Does that imply your are undead?"

 "No. but much like you, I've had my blood tampered with over the years. Not voluntarily, but still" He sighs

 "Hm.. So what was added to you?" She asked, staring at him "And what's with your eyes? Looks like your on Dream lily"

 "The first 15 years of my life were spent being turned into a hag heir." He taps the odd crown still circling his head, "This is a witches turn. And my eyes are a side effect."

 "Hm.." she thinks for a moment before gasping "HEXBLOOD!" she said with a grin

 "Ding ding ding" He days with a slight smile, "I've got the magical power of pulling my teeth out." He says sarcastically,

 "That's horrible" she chuckles "Doesn't it hurt?"

 "Eh, its not pleasant. It doesn't hurt per say, but it makes me feel like I'm constantly rotting" He says, rubbing the back of his neck

 "Is there anything i can do to help you?" She asked and smiled "I know what its like to feel yucky all the time because of something you were forced to meld with. If there is anything i can do to help... just say it" she dangles her legs off the side of the building.

 "That's nice of you, but there isn't really a cure for my existence." He smiles softly, "On the upside, I atleast got some actually useful tricks from it"

 "Eh.. I suppose. At least you don't have a hunger for other people." she chuckled again.

 "Fair, we each got our hard to deal with downsides" He says, lightly nudging her, "Though I think yours is cooler than mine"

 "Ha!" she laughs "No... not really. Hexbloods have better traits then some Lycan..." She rolls her eyes "Much rather be something else than being infected with this wolf virus in me"

 "I mean, we get some magic. But for the most part it's just tearing out our teeth, fingernails, and hair." He says, "And you atleast look human usually. I couldn't get rid of the turn if I wanted to" 

 "Still." She said and waved her hand "Still think you got the better end of the deal" she grins, baring her sharp teeth.

 He shrugs, "I dunno. I can't speak on your experience, but being prepped was very painful." He sighs, "Though I'd imagine being turned into a lycan would be too"

 "Yeah..." she said and stared at her hands "Friend of mine lost his mind after he was bit and then he bit me..." She sighed and ties back her hair, centering herself "But I made the best of it I suppose."

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He raises an eyebrow, "What, expecting some burn scars or mauling scars?"

 "I was thinking... Orc or Oni." She chuckles, brushing her black hair behind her ear. 

 He smirks, "Well unfortunately I was a half elf." He says, cracking his neck

 "Was?" She asked and tilted her head again "Does that imply your are undead?"

 "No. but much like you, I've had my blood tampered with over the years. Not voluntarily, but still" He sighs

 "Hm.. So what was added to you?" She asked, staring at him "And what's with your eyes? Looks like your on Dream lily"

 "The first 15 years of my life were spent being turned into a hag heir." He taps the odd crown still circling his head, "This is a witches turn. And my eyes are a side effect."

 "Hm.." she thinks for a moment before gasping "HEXBLOOD!" she said with a grin

 "Ding ding ding" He days with a slight smile, "I've got the magical power of pulling my teeth out." He says sarcastically,

 "That's horrible" she chuckles "Doesn't it hurt?"

 "Eh, its not pleasant. It doesn't hurt per say, but it makes me feel like I'm constantly rotting" He says, rubbing the back of his neck

 "Is there anything i can do to help you?" She asked and smiled "I know what its like to feel yucky all the time because of something you were forced to meld with. If there is anything i can do to help... just say it" she dangles her legs off the side of the building.

 "That's nice of you, but there isn't really a cure for my existence." He smiles softly, "On the upside, I atleast got some actually useful tricks from it"

 "Eh.. I suppose. At least you don't have a hunger for other people." she chuckled again.

 "Fair, we each got our hard to deal with downsides" He says, lightly nudging her, "Though I think yours is cooler than mine"

 "Ha!" she laughs "No... not really. Hexbloods have better traits then some Lycan..." She rolls her eyes "Much rather be something else than being infected with this wolf virus in me"

 "I mean, we get some magic. But for the most part it's just tearing out our teeth, fingernails, and hair." He says, "And you atleast look human usually. I couldn't get rid of the turn if I wanted to" 

 "Still." She said and waved her hand "Still think you got the better end of the deal" she grins, baring her sharp teeth.

 He shrugs, "I dunno. I can't speak on your experience, but being prepped was very painful." He sighs, "Though I'd imagine being turned into a lycan would be too"

 "Yeah..." she said and stared at her hands "Friend of mine lost his mind after he was bit and then he bit me..." She sighed and ties back her hair, centering herself "But I made the best of it I suppose."

 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

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A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

 "Yeah, that went so well last time you tried" He says in a teasing tone, "I've had my whole life to get used to being me, I feel like you recovered faster" He says, "plus lycanthropy seems a bigger change"

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A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

 "Yeah, that went so well last time you tried" He says in a teasing tone, "I've had my whole life to get used to being me, I feel like you recovered faster" He says, "plus lycanthropy seems a bigger change"

 "Mn..." She shrugged, shaking her head. "I feel like you had a bigger change."

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 At the same time miranda turns towards the tavern, Pax flinches slightly, "Well, looks like we have an undead in house"

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

 "Yeah, that went so well last time you tried" He says in a teasing tone, "I've had my whole life to get used to being me, I feel like you recovered faster" He says, "plus lycanthropy seems a bigger change"

 "Mn..." She shrugged, shaking her head. "I feel like you had a bigger change."

 "I dunno, maybe cause I've dealt with it a long time?" He shrugs

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 The massive entity sniffs the air, then claws its way through the floor, its claws moving through it without damaging it, and pushes its way through the surface to the coffee shop. It looks around for the source of the noise. It then lunges for Miranda before suddenly arcing midair and tearing into someone's lunch instead.

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 At the same time miranda turns towards the tavern, Pax flinches slightly, "Well, looks like we have an undead in house"

 "You can smell it too?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 At the same time miranda turns towards the tavern, Pax flinches slightly, "Well, looks like we have an undead in house"

 *fun quirk: this guy is actually a monstrosity. He was never alive in the first place!*

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

 "Yeah, that went so well last time you tried" He says in a teasing tone, "I've had my whole life to get used to being me, I feel like you recovered faster" He says, "plus lycanthropy seems a bigger change"

 "Mn..." She shrugged, shaking her head. "I feel like you had a bigger change."

 "I dunno, maybe cause I've dealt with it a long time?" He shrugs

 "Yeah..." She said and smiled "Like i said, you went through more than i"

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 The massive entity sniffs the air, then claws its way through the floor, its claws moving through it without damaging it, and pushes its way through the surface to the coffee shop. It looks around for the source of the noise. It then lunges for Miranda before suddenly arcing midair and tearing into someone's lunch instead.

 Miranda narrows her eyes and drops down, shifting from her human form to her hybrid form. She snarls, her ears flicking about. "You're not supposed to be here.."

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 At the same time miranda turns towards the tavern, Pax flinches slightly, "Well, looks like we have an undead in house"

 "You can smell it too?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.

 "Different type if sensing." He says, "Very similar to how I can naturally tell if there's a fey nearby"

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 At the same time miranda turns towards the tavern, Pax flinches slightly, "Well, looks like we have an undead in house"

 *fun quirk: this guy is actually a monstrosity. He was never alive in the first place!*

 *(DESTROYING TIME :D)*

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

 "Yeah, that went so well last time you tried" He says in a teasing tone, "I've had my whole life to get used to being me, I feel like you recovered faster" He says, "plus lycanthropy seems a bigger change"

 "Mn..." She shrugged, shaking her head. "I feel like you had a bigger change."

 "I dunno, maybe cause I've dealt with it a long time?" He shrugs

 "Yeah..." She said and smiled "Like i said, you went through more than i"

 He smiles, "Well, we're both still alive right?" He says

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 At the same time miranda turns towards the tavern, Pax flinches slightly, "Well, looks like we have an undead in house"

 "You can smell it too?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.

 "Different type if sensing." He says, "Very similar to how I can naturally tell if there's a fey nearby"

 "Huh! interesting!" She said and jumped down, turning into her wolf form.

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 "You probably did better than me" He chuckles, "Took me nearly 5 years to even recover from the experience." He lightly punches her shoulder, "Guess that makes you stronger mentally."

 "Don't make me bite you." She jokes, stifling a laugh "Still. I think you seem to have a better grasp on yourself than i do..."

 "Yeah, that went so well last time you tried" He says in a teasing tone, "I've had my whole life to get used to being me, I feel like you recovered faster" He says, "plus lycanthropy seems a bigger change"

 "Mn..." She shrugged, shaking her head. "I feel like you had a bigger change."

 "I dunno, maybe cause I've dealt with it a long time?" He shrugs

 "Yeah..." She said and smiled "Like i said, you went through more than i"

 He smiles, "Well, we're both still alive right?" He says

 "heh... I guess.." she sighs

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*I'm not gonna stat him out just yet, but here's my intro for my character (this is the beginning-of-arc version of him). Just assume he's a spooky bard/ghost thing with spooky bard/ghost thing stats*

A rattle can be heard beneath the floors of the tavern. Suddenly, moving through the ground as though it didn't exist, a skeletal creature rises, floating in the air. A close look reveals ethereal flesh and fur, but hugs so close to the bones that it's barely visible. The entity wears nothing but a tattered, grey longcoat, and looks like something between a Wendigo and an Oni. Small objects start to levitate as its glowing orange eyes dart about wildly.

 Miranda sniffs the air, her nose getting filled with the stench of rotting flesh. She looks towards the tavern, her teeth bared as she suddenly lets out a deep howl... a warning.

 The massive entity sniffs the air, then claws its way through the floor, its claws moving through it without damaging it, and pushes its way through the surface to the coffee shop. It looks around for the source of the noise. It then lunges for Miranda before suddenly arcing midair and tearing into someone's lunch instead.

 Miranda narrows her eyes and drops down, shifting from her human form to her hybrid form. She snarls, her ears flicking about. "You're not supposed to be here.."

 It turns its head, its jaws covered in cake crumbs. "And you are?" It resumes its meager feast.