Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
*I don’t have time to rp right now but just post your intro anyway. Someone else will respond to it when they have a free minute (or maybe I will later if no one else does first).*
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
Laser sounds. Gears faintly click as the sound of wings is heard.
"By Tiamat, he's got wings!"
More explosions.
Lightning strikes.
Electricity crakles.
A scream rings out as the crackling intensifies.
Silence.
The door opens to reveal a Bronze Dragonborn wearing bronze framed obsidian armor with bronze spikes(there's no helmet). Electricity still crakles in his bare hands. As you watch, gauntlets fly to his hands. He looks about 12 in human years. A tap on his wrist retracts the armor to a wristband revealing jeans and a hoodie.
"Man, I hate thieves."
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I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
Laser sounds. Gears faintly click as the sound of wings is heard.
"By Tiamat, he's got wings!"
More explosions.
Lightning strikes.
Electricity crakles.
A scream rings out as the crackling intensifies.
Silence.
The door opens to reveal a Bronze Dragonborn wearing bronze framed obsidian armor with bronze spikes(there's no helmet). Electricity still crakles in his bare hands. As you watch, gauntlets fly to his hands. He looks about 12 in human years. A tap on his wrist retracts the armor to a wristband revealing jeans and a hoodie.
"Man, I hate thieves."
” Greeting Dragonborn”
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We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
A tall, skinny half-elf is curled up on a chair in the corner of the tavern. His skin is deathly pale, as if he has not seen sunlight in a long time, and his blond hair is lank and greasy. A rat is perched on his shoulder
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A small goblin female with long brown hair styled in buns sits in the grass, surrounded by a Giant Fire Beetle and a Badger, carefully feeding them breakfast while softly humming to herself.
A Lightfoot Halfling Male with short auburn hair is repairing his leather armor, the needle, and thread moving skillfully in his fingers.
The peaceful morning is disrupted by the arrival of a small army of men, believed to be mercenaries and part of the Red Star family. They have set up camp outside of the tavern, their presence casting an ominous shadow over the town. Whispers and rumors spread like wildfire about the missing people from the town, making the atmosphere tense and wary.
The dragonborn overhears about the small army. He walks out. Sounds are heard similar to the one that sounded when the dragonborn dealt with the theives.
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I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
The dragonborn overhears about the small army. He walks out. Sounds are heard similar to the one that sounded when the dragonborn dealt with the theives.
'Uh, hey?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*OK thanks*
*just a moment working on my intro*
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
*Welcome! We hope you enjoy your stay.*
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
*I don’t have time to rp right now but just post your intro anyway. Someone else will respond to it when they have a free minute (or maybe I will later if no one else does first).*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
An explosion sounds outside.
"GET IM', boys! That armor must be ours!
Laser sounds. Gears faintly click as the sound of wings is heard.
"By Tiamat, he's got wings!"
More explosions.
Lightning strikes.
Electricity crakles.
A scream rings out as the crackling intensifies.
Silence.
The door opens to reveal a Bronze Dragonborn wearing bronze framed obsidian armor with bronze spikes(there's no helmet). Electricity still crakles in his bare hands. As you watch, gauntlets fly to his hands. He looks about 12 in human years. A tap on his wrist retracts the armor to a wristband revealing jeans and a hoodie.
"Man, I hate thieves."
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
” Greeting Dragonborn”
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
*hi*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The dragonborn ignores you.
"Waiter! Could I have a menu?"
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
*hi*
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
A tall, skinny half-elf is curled up on a chair in the corner of the tavern. His skin is deathly pale, as if he has not seen sunlight in a long time, and his blond hair is lank and greasy. A rat is perched on his shoulder
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Good Morning everyone!*
A small goblin female with long brown hair styled in buns sits in the grass, surrounded by a Giant Fire Beetle and a Badger, carefully feeding them breakfast while softly humming to herself.
A Lightfoot Halfling Male with short auburn hair is repairing his leather armor, the needle, and thread moving skillfully in his fingers.
The peaceful morning is disrupted by the arrival of a small army of men, believed to be mercenaries and part of the Red Star family. They have set up camp outside of the tavern, their presence casting an ominous shadow over the town. Whispers and rumors spread like wildfire about the missing people from the town, making the atmosphere tense and wary.
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
Flint says hi to the goblin.
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Tield waves and smiles "Hello there" She says and bows her head.
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
'What ya doing? Cool beetle ya got there'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The dragonborn overhears about the small army. He walks out. Sounds are heard similar to the one that sounded when the dragonborn dealt with the theives.
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
*Thanks!*
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
"He is!" She hugs the beetle "His name is Vittles!" She giggles "And this is Burrows." She hugs the badger.
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
'Those are awesome names! This is Hi, my friend. He's a rat'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Uh, hey?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*ohhh boy i gotta figure out where to stick my character lmaoo*
A old man with two zombies following him comes in to the bar
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'