The 2 Story Tavern

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*9 Sadhbh says to sayeye*

You're scaring her. Not everyone likes fire!

 *well, a 9 wint help much, but if you think of the eyes as windows to someone's personality, these windows have been blacked out*

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“Oh oh oh clam your self “ sayeye says

 The tiefling stamda pressed against the wall clutching their tail, which they're slightly chewing on the end of

I think It might be a curse of some sort. *she casts a spell that lifts curses, (not god-caused curses)*

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I think It might be a curse of some sort. *she casts a spell that lifts curses, (not god-caused curses)*

 No don’t I can study the curse if she has one

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*anyways, characters :D* *I'll just put down what all of the Ines I feel like playing today are doing, and maybe I'll intro later*

Ozzy is scribbling on blueprints while eating an egg sandwich 

Pax is laying on a roof enjoying the cool breeze

Salem is pawning things to a vendor

Seven is curled up in an alley, unable to process anything around her

Vega is reading a book in town square

Abigail is walking through the market with her usual holier than thou smirk

 *JEKBHECGUHOJK I DONT KNOW WHO TO INTERACT WITH :.[*

 *pick whoever you're interested in :D*

*also I might bring in a character similar to my exorcist from last tavern if thats interesting*

 Miranda looks down at him, smiling. "napping are we?"

A small band of rather peculiar creatures with red eyes are singing in the street. "Hark now! cover your ears! Hallow's eve is drawing near! Run, Run, dont cower and fear. The witching hour is drawing near!". Each of them have a black goat painted on their foreheads and carry pitchforks in hand.

 He nods, smiling slightly, "Myup. That an issue?"

He watches them curiously, the entire thing seeming a little odd

 "Not really" she chuckled, brushing her black hair behind her ear.

One of the little beasties, one that looks like the cross between a fairy, a halfling, and a dog, walks over and holds out a tiny little pitchfork. Its about as big as a fingerbone and made of black wood. "P-Place this under your pillow good s-sir!" it mutters "Gives good dreams!!"

 He tilts his head, smiling a bit brighter, "So, you need anything there?"

Vega tilts his head to a side, floating the pitchfork out of the beasties hand and into his, "Thank you."

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I think It might be a curse of some sort. *she casts a spell that lifts curses, (not god-caused curses)*

 *calculating*

Nothing seems to change

I’m rolling for perception19

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*anyways, characters :D* *I'll just put down what all of the Ines I feel like playing today are doing, and maybe I'll intro later*

Ozzy is scribbling on blueprints while eating an egg sandwich 

Pax is laying on a roof enjoying the cool breeze

Salem is pawning things to a vendor

Seven is curled up in an alley, unable to process anything around her

Vega is reading a book in town square

Abigail is walking through the market with her usual holier than thou smirk

 *JEKBHECGUHOJK I DONT KNOW WHO TO INTERACT WITH :.[*

 *pick whoever you're interested in :D*

*also I might bring in a character similar to my exorcist from last tavern if thats interesting*

 Miranda looks down at him, smiling. "napping are we?"

A small band of rather peculiar creatures with red eyes are singing in the street. "Hark now! cover your ears! Hallow's eve is drawing near! Run, Run, dont cower and fear. The witching hour is drawing near!". Each of them have a black goat painted on their foreheads and carry pitchforks in hand.

 He nods, smiling slightly, "Myup. That an issue?"

He watches them curiously, the entire thing seeming a little odd

 "Not really" she chuckled, brushing her black hair behind her ear.

One of the little beasties, one that looks like the cross between a fairy, a halfling, and a dog, walks over and holds out a tiny little pitchfork. Its about as big as a fingerbone and made of black wood. "P-Place this under your pillow good s-sir!" it mutters "Gives good dreams!!"

 He tilts his head, smiling a bit brighter, "So, you need anything there?"

Vega tilts his head to a side, floating the pitchfork out of the beasties hand and into his, "Thank you."

 "Nah, just wondering what your doing" she says, sitting down besides him.

It giggles madly and follows its friends, parading around the streets. (He touches the wooden pitchfork?)

oh. Well it's not a curse I can heal. My magic's limited. This would be Eala's strong suit.

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I’m rolling for perception19

 They seem feral

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*anyways, characters :D* *I'll just put down what all of the Ines I feel like playing today are doing, and maybe I'll intro later*

Ozzy is scribbling on blueprints while eating an egg sandwich 

Pax is laying on a roof enjoying the cool breeze

Salem is pawning things to a vendor

Seven is curled up in an alley, unable to process anything around her

Vega is reading a book in town square

Abigail is walking through the market with her usual holier than thou smirk

 *JEKBHECGUHOJK I DONT KNOW WHO TO INTERACT WITH :.[*

 *pick whoever you're interested in :D*

*also I might bring in a character similar to my exorcist from last tavern if thats interesting*

 Miranda looks down at him, smiling. "napping are we?"

A small band of rather peculiar creatures with red eyes are singing in the street. "Hark now! cover your ears! Hallow's eve is drawing near! Run, Run, dont cower and fear. The witching hour is drawing near!". Each of them have a black goat painted on their foreheads and carry pitchforks in hand.

 He nods, smiling slightly, "Myup. That an issue?"

He watches them curiously, the entire thing seeming a little odd

 "Not really" she chuckled, brushing her black hair behind her ear.

One of the little beasties, one that looks like the cross between a fairy, a halfling, and a dog, walks over and holds out a tiny little pitchfork. Its about as big as a fingerbone and made of black wood. "P-Place this under your pillow good s-sir!" it mutters "Gives good dreams!!"

 He tilts his head, smiling a bit brighter, "So, you need anything there?"

Vega tilts his head to a side, floating the pitchfork out of the beasties hand and into his, "Thank you."

 "Nah, just wondering what your doing" she says, sitting down besides him.

It giggles madly and follows its friends, parading around the streets. (He touches the wooden pitchfork?)

 "Resting, haven't needed to hunt as much lately" He shrugs

(Yep, he puts it in his palm)

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I’m rolling for perception19

 They seem feral

 Well we have to put it down 

*sadhbh tries the calming spell. This time siven has to make a wisdom saving throw to stay awake*

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*anyways, characters :D* *I'll just put down what all of the Ines I feel like playing today are doing, and maybe I'll intro later*

Ozzy is scribbling on blueprints while eating an egg sandwich 

Pax is laying on a roof enjoying the cool breeze

Salem is pawning things to a vendor

Seven is curled up in an alley, unable to process anything around her

Vega is reading a book in town square

Abigail is walking through the market with her usual holier than thou smirk

 *JEKBHECGUHOJK I DONT KNOW WHO TO INTERACT WITH :.[*

 *pick whoever you're interested in :D*

*also I might bring in a character similar to my exorcist from last tavern if thats interesting*

 Miranda looks down at him, smiling. "napping are we?"

A small band of rather peculiar creatures with red eyes are singing in the street. "Hark now! cover your ears! Hallow's eve is drawing near! Run, Run, dont cower and fear. The witching hour is drawing near!". Each of them have a black goat painted on their foreheads and carry pitchforks in hand.

 He nods, smiling slightly, "Myup. That an issue?"

He watches them curiously, the entire thing seeming a little odd

 "Not really" she chuckled, brushing her black hair behind her ear.

One of the little beasties, one that looks like the cross between a fairy, a halfling, and a dog, walks over and holds out a tiny little pitchfork. Its about as big as a fingerbone and made of black wood. "P-Place this under your pillow good s-sir!" it mutters "Gives good dreams!!"

 He tilts his head, smiling a bit brighter, "So, you need anything there?"

Vega tilts his head to a side, floating the pitchfork out of the beasties hand and into his, "Thank you."

 "Nah, just wondering what your doing" she says, sitting down besides him.

It giggles madly and follows its friends, parading around the streets. (He touches the wooden pitchfork?)

 "Resting, haven't needed to hunt as much lately" He shrugs

(Yep, he puts it in his palm)

 "Hm. Maybe to many people out in the woods?" she chuckled.

(Gonna need him to make a WIS save)

We have to kill it if it’s feral

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*sadhbh tries the calming spell. This time siven has to make a wisdom saving throw to stay awake*

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*anyways, characters :D* *I'll just put down what all of the Ines I feel like playing today are doing, and maybe I'll intro later*

Ozzy is scribbling on blueprints while eating an egg sandwich 

Pax is laying on a roof enjoying the cool breeze

Salem is pawning things to a vendor

Seven is curled up in an alley, unable to process anything around her

Vega is reading a book in town square

Abigail is walking through the market with her usual holier than thou smirk

 *JEKBHECGUHOJK I DONT KNOW WHO TO INTERACT WITH :.[*

 *pick whoever you're interested in :D*

*also I might bring in a character similar to my exorcist from last tavern if thats interesting*

 Miranda looks down at him, smiling. "napping are we?"

A small band of rather peculiar creatures with red eyes are singing in the street. "Hark now! cover your ears! Hallow's eve is drawing near! Run, Run, dont cower and fear. The witching hour is drawing near!". Each of them have a black goat painted on their foreheads and carry pitchforks in hand.

 He nods, smiling slightly, "Myup. That an issue?"

He watches them curiously, the entire thing seeming a little odd

 "Not really" she chuckled, brushing her black hair behind her ear.

One of the little beasties, one that looks like the cross between a fairy, a halfling, and a dog, walks over and holds out a tiny little pitchfork. Its about as big as a fingerbone and made of black wood. "P-Place this under your pillow good s-sir!" it mutters "Gives good dreams!!"

 He tilts his head, smiling a bit brighter, "So, you need anything there?"

Vega tilts his head to a side, floating the pitchfork out of the beasties hand and into his, "Thank you."

 "Nah, just wondering what your doing" she says, sitting down besides him.

It giggles madly and follows its friends, parading around the streets. (He touches the wooden pitchfork?)

 "Resting, haven't needed to hunt as much lately" He shrugs

(Yep, he puts it in his palm)

 "Hm. Maybe to many people out in the woods?" she chuckled.

(Gonna need him to make a WIS save)

 "Yeah, there's a lot of bodies there lately. Alive and undead oddly"

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No! I have a last resort that won't kill her. *she pulls out a mahogany box filled with smoke*

*she adds some white powder to the smoke, which turns blue*

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*anyways, characters :D* *I'll just put down what all of the Ines I feel like playing today are doing, and maybe I'll intro later*

Ozzy is scribbling on blueprints while eating an egg sandwich 

Pax is laying on a roof enjoying the cool breeze

Salem is pawning things to a vendor

Seven is curled up in an alley, unable to process anything around her

Vega is reading a book in town square

Abigail is walking through the market with her usual holier than thou smirk

 *JEKBHECGUHOJK I DONT KNOW WHO TO INTERACT WITH :.[*

 *pick whoever you're interested in :D*

*also I might bring in a character similar to my exorcist from last tavern if thats interesting*

 Miranda looks down at him, smiling. "napping are we?"

A small band of rather peculiar creatures with red eyes are singing in the street. "Hark now! cover your ears! Hallow's eve is drawing near! Run, Run, dont cower and fear. The witching hour is drawing near!". Each of them have a black goat painted on their foreheads and carry pitchforks in hand.

 He nods, smiling slightly, "Myup. That an issue?"

He watches them curiously, the entire thing seeming a little odd

 "Not really" she chuckled, brushing her black hair behind her ear.

One of the little beasties, one that looks like the cross between a fairy, a halfling, and a dog, walks over and holds out a tiny little pitchfork. Its about as big as a fingerbone and made of black wood. "P-Place this under your pillow good s-sir!" it mutters "Gives good dreams!!"

 He tilts his head, smiling a bit brighter, "So, you need anything there?"

Vega tilts his head to a side, floating the pitchfork out of the beasties hand and into his, "Thank you."

 "Nah, just wondering what your doing" she says, sitting down besides him.

It giggles madly and follows its friends, parading around the streets. (He touches the wooden pitchfork?)

 "Resting, haven't needed to hunt as much lately" He shrugs

(Yep, he puts it in his palm)

 "Hm. Maybe to many people out in the woods?" she chuckled.

(Gonna need him to make a WIS save)

 "Yeah, there's a lot of bodies there lately. Alive and undead oddly"

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 She smiles "Probably scaring away the animals."

(MWHEHEHEHE) He feels a slight tingle on his palm as there is now an outline of the pitchfork on his skin where it laid. The laughter from those... things that gave him it now sound more malevolent.