Picking up his pike and running a hand through his hair, the tiefling enters the tavern. “Uh, hi. Where am I?” He asks awkwardly.
"Two story tavern." A man with no legs eating a sandwich says
“…Okay. Who are you?”
"Names ozzy. I make things, currently prosthetics."
“That’s cool. I’m Spectacle. You haven’t seen a carnival around here, have you? Because I seem to have lost mine in transit.”
"Hm... nope. Last carnival left a couple months back"
“[1gp] it… I shouldn’t have designed the rings like that, now we’re both stuck. Until I’ve got some other means of planar transport, I’m stuck…” Spectacle walks away.
*Sorry for late reply, my phone died and by the time it charged I had to do something else*
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Picking up his pike and running a hand through his hair, the tiefling enters the tavern. “Uh, hi. Where am I?” He asks awkwardly.
"Two story tavern." A man with no legs eating a sandwich says
“…Okay. Who are you?”
"Names ozzy. I make things, currently prosthetics."
“That’s cool. I’m Spectacle. You haven’t seen a carnival around here, have you? Because I seem to have lost mine in transit.”
"Hm... nope. Last carnival left a couple months back"
“[1gp] it… I shouldn’t have designed the rings like that, now we’re both stuck. Until I’ve got some other means of planar transport, I’m stuck…” Soectacle
A voice pipes up from the other side of the tavern "I can help with that!" The voice has a masculine cockney accent
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She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Thirteen is drinking tea and examining his figurine collection.
Spectacle is on the roof, spinning his pike and standing on one leg while his tattoos manifest around him in a spectral sphere.
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My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Picking up his pike and running a hand through his hair, the tiefling enters the tavern. “Uh, hi. Where am I?” He asks awkwardly.
"Two story tavern." A man with no legs eating a sandwich says
“…Okay. Who are you?”
"Names ozzy. I make things, currently prosthetics."
“That’s cool. I’m Spectacle. You haven’t seen a carnival around here, have you? Because I seem to have lost mine in transit.”
"Hm... nope. Last carnival left a couple months back"
“[1gp] it… I shouldn’t have designed the rings like that, now we’re both stuck. Until I’ve got some other means of planar transport, I’m stuck…” Soectacle
A voice pipes up from the other side of the tavern "I can help with that!" The voice has a masculine cockney accent
“Say wat” Spectacle turns around so fast he falls down. Getting up quickly, he looks for the origin of the voice.
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My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Walking up to him is a red tiefling, he has a red and black striped mohawk, a red leather jacket, spiked wristbands and black leather jeans "Hey I'm Tyrion, you need help moving between dimensions?"
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She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Spectacle is looking for small animals to steal the souls of.
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My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Spectacle tracks down a rat and begins to steal its soul.
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My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
'What the heck are ya doing? That guy never hurt ya!'
Flint comes running towards him, horrified
“What? The-the rat?” Spectacle is slightly confused. “Oh, I’m sorry man. But it’s not like I was hurting it or anything. I was just going to steal its soul and turn it into a tattoo and if it didn’t like that, I’d send it right back, no harm done.”
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My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Ozzy grins, jotting down the details
"More or less yeah. More in training" He nods
*bye woods, have a good day*
*Bye!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Dex save: [1d20 + 1]
The Entities Cane bounces off Neki’s shield, and he swings his battle axe at the Entities wound, hoping to make it worse.
Hellish Rebuke: Make a Dex save, you take 6 fire damage on a fail, and half as much damage on a successful one
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
*so, anyone wanna rp?*
Dex save: 7
I haven’t used the dice roller before lol
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
Fail, so full 21 (or I guess 10 since Tiefling) fire damage
Dax save: 22
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“[1gp] it… I shouldn’t have designed the rings like that, now we’re both stuck. Until I’ve got some other means of planar transport, I’m stuck…” Spectacle walks away.
*Sorry for late reply, my phone died and by the time it charged I had to do something else*
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
A voice pipes up from the other side of the tavern "I can help with that!" The voice has a masculine cockney accent
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Thirteen is drinking tea and examining his figurine collection.
Spectacle is on the roof, spinning his pike and standing on one leg while his tattoos manifest around him in a spectral sphere.
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
“Say wat” Spectacle turns around so fast he falls down. Getting up quickly, he looks for the origin of the voice.
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Walking up to him is a red tiefling, he has a red and black striped mohawk, a red leather jacket, spiked wristbands and black leather jeans "Hey I'm Tyrion, you need help moving between dimensions?"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
The Wampahoofus is walking away from a large tree. He is smoking a cigar and there is a smoky haze around the tree's branches.
*Morning!*
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.
*Morning!*
Leo is relaxing in the nearby woods
Flint is in the river, panicking
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*good morning all*
Thirteen is still asleep.
Spectacle is looking for small animals to steal the souls of.
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
Spectacle tracks down a rat and begins to steal its soul.
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
'What the heck are ya doing? That guy never hurt ya!'
Flint comes running towards him, horrified
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
“What? The-the rat?” Spectacle is slightly confused. “Oh, I’m sorry man. But it’s not like I was hurting it or anything. I was just going to steal its soul and turn it into a tattoo and if it didn’t like that, I’d send it right back, no harm done.”
My old account, Gamer_Thirteen, is no longer accessible to me, so here I am.
”A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!”
Whip Spider of the Spider Guild. (Technically whip spiders are scorpions but that’s Vulkoor’s job, not mine)
'Um, and ya think it's ok to just take souls without consent?'
Flint has several rats in his pockets and one on his shoulder
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.