“Nice to meet you Andy. You should be safe at this tavern. This is supposed to be a safe place where nobody can bother you. That’s why I came here. Not that anybody’s hunting me or anything, I just like feeling safe when I’m out on the road. Gives me like a warm fuzzy feeling. You know what I mean?” Kayla stops and laughs. “Sorry. I’m babbling. Anyway, you should be ok here.”
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
“Nice to meet you Andy. You should be safe at this tavern. This is supposed to be a safe place where nobody can bother you. That’s why I came here. Not that anybody’s hunting me or anything, I just like feeling safe when I’m out on the road. Gives me like a warm fuzzy feeling. You know what I mean?” Kayla stops and laughs. “Sorry. I’m babbling. Anyway, you should be ok here.”
"Alright, hopefully, those people won't come back soon."
“Hopefully,” Kayla agrees. “You should try the mint tea and scones here. They’re really good. If you get milk in your tea it tastes just like a mint crème.”
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
The door to the tavern opens as a 6'6 man wearing a black mask with an upside down red stars walks in. He wears a long brown overcoat with golden buttons, a pair of brown breeches, a pair of black combat boots, a belt around his waist with a golden buckle that holds two revolvers in holsters. Behind him, a black furred minotaur with piercing red eyes, a carnelian noise ring, and a hulking stature follows along with a young man dressed head to toe in black and red military combat gear, he wears a black gas mask over his face. The minotaur holds two severely beaten bodies over its shoulder like sacks of potatoes.
The man in the star mask walks up to the bar. "we'll be staying here for a bit. Best rooms you got will be preferable but, if you can't, that's fine." he says and places a small purple velvet sack on the table. He dumps it out, revealing about 500 platinum pieces. "Please and thank you." The man in the gas mask says, although very muffled.
*Eh, I could have Carl answer your professionally, but Juliet is more fun*
Juliet, standing behind the counter, is frozen in shock! She's got that anime-like expression on her face where she rooted to the spot, but looks like she wants to run for the hills, eyes wide, mouth closed. God bless her though, she does her best. "W-welcome s-sir. We have, a number of rooms available, I'm s-sure we can find one that you l-like." Her eyes are rapidly flicking between the three of them at this point. "Could you pplease put the b-bodies elsewhere, or help us take them somewhere appropriate-" He voice gets higher and more nervous before she sharply stops with a short high pitched sound, closing her eyes and looking away slightly, bracing herself for whatever comes next. "please don't hurt me."
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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.
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*hmmm, should I start war now or later....*
*I also got another 2 characters in the works qwq*
*eyyy, happy page 400*
*What war?#
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*zombie war :3*
*everyone on this page gets their own spinoff tv show*
*As always, hope Y'all are enjoying it here! Page 400 whoop whoop*
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.
*YEEEEEEAAAAHHHH*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Morning everyone.*
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
*Hey!*
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.
*How are 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
*I'm stellar thanks! And yourself?*
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.
*I am good. Bored though. Feel like rping?*
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
"My name's Andy." He smiles back.
“Nice to meet you Andy. You should be safe at this tavern. This is supposed to be a safe place where nobody can bother you. That’s why I came here. Not that anybody’s hunting me or anything, I just like feeling safe when I’m out on the road. Gives me like a warm fuzzy feeling. You know what I mean?” Kayla stops and laughs. “Sorry. I’m babbling. Anyway, you should be ok here.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Alright, hopefully, those people won't come back soon."
“Hopefully,” Kayla agrees. “You should try the mint tea and scones here. They’re really good. If you get milk in your tea it tastes just like a mint crème.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Alright, I'll try some!" He heads up to the counter, peering at the food.
*I guess we need Drummer or Yon now to play Carl and Juliet and describe the food Andy can order. Then we can get back to rping the convo.*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
The door to the tavern opens as a 6'6 man wearing a black mask with an upside down red stars walks in. He wears a long brown overcoat with golden buttons, a pair of brown breeches, a pair of black combat boots, a belt around his waist with a golden buckle that holds two revolvers in holsters. Behind him, a black furred minotaur with piercing red eyes, a carnelian noise ring, and a hulking stature follows along with a young man dressed head to toe in black and red military combat gear, he wears a black gas mask over his face. The minotaur holds two severely beaten bodies over its shoulder like sacks of potatoes.
The man in the star mask walks up to the bar. "we'll be staying here for a bit. Best rooms you got will be preferable but, if you can't, that's fine." he says and places a small purple velvet sack on the table. He dumps it out, revealing about 500 platinum pieces. "Please and thank you." The man in the gas mask says, although very muffled.
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
*Eh, I could have Carl answer your professionally, but Juliet is more fun*
Juliet, standing behind the counter, is frozen in shock! She's got that anime-like expression on her face where she rooted to the spot, but looks like she wants to run for the hills, eyes wide, mouth closed. God bless her though, she does her best. "W-welcome s-sir. We have, a number of rooms available, I'm s-sure we can find one that you l-like." Her eyes are rapidly flicking between the three of them at this point. "Could you pplease put the b-bodies elsewhere, or help us take them somewhere appropriate-" He voice gets higher and more nervous before she sharply stops with a short high pitched sound, closing her eyes and looking away slightly, bracing herself for whatever comes next. "please don't hurt me."
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.