*That was an interesting fight. Well, not really, but I could imagine it being interesting.*
* why was it not interesting? :(((((*
*It's YOUR FAULT*
*OH GREAT BAALZEBOOP WHAT DID I DO WRONG?”
*You were boring with your attack descriptions. "I swing my sword" sounds like something you would say when you just want to roll dice. "I brandish my sword, raise it over my shoulder, and sweep the area in front of me with a brutal chop" sounds much cooler. Dark was pretty good on that front, but he was playing a magic character, so that's a given.*
*oh, that’s some really good advice! Thank you!*
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Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
“You witnessed its powers. It is the fruit of the storm grown in the orchards of the highland god. With it, you have access to the thunder’s might.”
“Now where is the Woodsprite with the iron head, cast iron hands, and bronze body?”
“Cool! Wait the what now?”
"Oh there he is." He walks over to a tall figure in the crowd that watched the combat. The humanoid figure has an iron head, cast iron hands, and a bronze body. "Woodsprite! Would you please mend my arm?"
"Certainly," answers the Woodsprite. His iron face is expressionless and does not move when speaking. He walks over to a bucket of water and pours part of it in the dirt. He then strikes the dirt with his cast iron hand. You glance at the King of Cutlery's wounded arm and find that there is no longer a scratch. The injury has completely healed.
*Oh, that’s ok, you don’t need to apologise.* ”Interesting…” Seán says.
“Rescued him from imprisonment by an evil king. Great friend of mine.” He walks back out to the arena and picks up two golden apple cores. “So where did you learn those sword skills?”
*Apparently the firbolg will just stand there for the rest of existence.*
A red haired kid with a crown made of forks and spoons waves at him from a table wear he is eating an apple.
“Hello, I just got here. The names Boffet, who are you?”
“Hello Boffet, I am the King of Cutlery and Everything in All the World. But you can just call me Dmitri.”
“Where in the Feywilds is this about?”
"I would say that it is right around here." says the King of Cutlery with a smile. A rooster walks out from under the table and Dmitri scoops it up and begins stroking its colorful feathers.
*I might not be able to respond for the next 20 minutes or so but I will be back.*
“Oh I see now.” He looks around confused. “But where is here?”
He shrugs. "Your guess is as good as mine. I just rule the world. I don't keep track of where all its parts are. That is the job for the royal cartographer."
"Ba-caw!" says the rooster.
King Dmitri's eyes light up. "You know, I could call up the royal cartographer if you like. I am sure he knows exactly where we are."
“Wow that’s handy, but do you know where he is?”
“Oh yes. He doesn’t really like to travel so he should be nearby.” He looks around the tavern and waves over what you assume to be the royal cartographer. He is a tall, skinny old man with brown scholarly robes and a floppy, feathered hat on his head. The man’s beard goes down to his waist and in his hands he carries a few charts and maps that he seems to be reviewing. Three chimpanzees stand around his feet. Their arms are full of books, maps, charts, and cartographers tools. The man and the chimps bow to the boy and then look at you.
”Hello. How can I help you?” says the royal cartographer.
“I would like to know wher I am in the feywilds. I was out exploring and found this hut.”
*Apparently the firbolg will just stand there for the rest of existence.*
A red haired kid with a crown made of forks and spoons waves at him from a table wear he is eating an apple.
“Hello, I just got here. The names Boffet, who are you?”
“Hello Boffet, I am the King of Cutlery and Everything in All the World. But you can just call me Dmitri.”
“Where in the Feywilds is this about?”
"I would say that it is right around here." says the King of Cutlery with a smile. A rooster walks out from under the table and Dmitri scoops it up and begins stroking its colorful feathers.
*I might not be able to respond for the next 20 minutes or so but I will be back.*
“Oh I see now.” He looks around confused. “But where is here?”
He shrugs. "Your guess is as good as mine. I just rule the world. I don't keep track of where all its parts are. That is the job for the royal cartographer."
"Ba-caw!" says the rooster.
King Dmitri's eyes light up. "You know, I could call up the royal cartographer if you like. I am sure he knows exactly where we are."
“Wow that’s handy, but do you know where he is?”
“Oh yes. He doesn’t really like to travel so he should be nearby.” He looks around the tavern and waves over what you assume to be the royal cartographer. He is a tall, skinny old man with brown scholarly robes and a floppy, feathered hat on his head. The man’s beard goes down to his waist and in his hands he carries a few charts and maps that he seems to be reviewing. Three chimpanzees stand around his feet. Their arms are full of books, maps, charts, and cartographers tools. The man and the chimps bow to the boy and then look at you.
”Hello. How can I help you?” says the royal cartographer.
“I would like to know wher I am in the feywilds. I was out exploring and found this hut.”
“I am sure we have a map of the Feywilds somewhere.” says the cartographer. “Assistants!” The chimps start screeching and flapping about, sending papers and charts all over the place. A globe rolls by on the floor. The cartographer grabs a map and slaps it down on the table. It is a big map that takes at least a minute to unfold, and once it has been it covers the entire table and even part of the floor. He murmurs to himself as he runs his finger down coasts and mountain ridges. “Aha! Wait, no… that’s a piece of spaghetti. Hrm?”
A chimp eats the spaghetti.
”I have figured it out,” he declares at last, “Somebody forgot to include this tavern on the map.” He gives the monkey a disapproving glare, “But that can be easily fixed. This tavern constantly roams about on chicken legs. Therefore, we need something that walks about on chicken legs.”
“Does this rooster work?” grins the King.
”Splendid. Now if we place the chicken on the map it will represent where the tavern is.” The chimps all cheer.
The rooster is placed on the map and begins to strut about, pecking and scratching at the paper. It eventually gets bored a settles down in one spot. The cartographer pushes it to the side to see where it is sitting, “I believe we are in the forest of flowers.” He says proudly.
”Bravo royal cartographer. Very well done.” the King of Cutlery laughs and looks at you. “Does that answer your question?”
*Apparently the firbolg will just stand there for the rest of existence.*
A red haired kid with a crown made of forks and spoons waves at him from a table wear he is eating an apple.
“Hello, I just got here. The names Boffet, who are you?”
“Hello Boffet, I am the King of Cutlery and Everything in All the World. But you can just call me Dmitri.”
“Where in the Feywilds is this about?”
"I would say that it is right around here." says the King of Cutlery with a smile. A rooster walks out from under the table and Dmitri scoops it up and begins stroking its colorful feathers.
*I might not be able to respond for the next 20 minutes or so but I will be back.*
“Oh I see now.” He looks around confused. “But where is here?”
He shrugs. "Your guess is as good as mine. I just rule the world. I don't keep track of where all its parts are. That is the job for the royal cartographer."
"Ba-caw!" says the rooster.
King Dmitri's eyes light up. "You know, I could call up the royal cartographer if you like. I am sure he knows exactly where we are."
“Wow that’s handy, but do you know where he is?”
“Oh yes. He doesn’t really like to travel so he should be nearby.” He looks around the tavern and waves over what you assume to be the royal cartographer. He is a tall, skinny old man with brown scholarly robes and a floppy, feathered hat on his head. The man’s beard goes down to his waist and in his hands he carries a few charts and maps that he seems to be reviewing. Three chimpanzees stand around his feet. Their arms are full of books, maps, charts, and cartographers tools. The man and the chimps bow to the boy and then look at you.
”Hello. How can I help you?” says the royal cartographer.
“I would like to know wher I am in the feywilds. I was out exploring and found this hut.”
“I am sure we have a map of the Feywilds somewhere.” says the cartographer. “Assistants!” The chimps start screeching and flapping about, sending papers and charts all over the place. A globe rolls by on the floor. The cartographer grabs a map and slaps it down on the table. It is a big map that takes at least a minute to unfold, and once it has been it covers the entire table and even part of the floor. He murmurs to himself as he runs his finger down coasts and mountain ridges. “Aha! Wait, no… that’s a piece of spaghetti. Hrm?”
A chimp eats the spaghetti.
”I have figured it out,” he declares at last, “Somebody forgot to include this tavern on the map.” He gives the monkey a disapproving glare, “But that can be easily fixed. This tavern constantly roams about on chicken legs. Therefore, we need something that walks about on chicken legs.”
“Does this rooster work?” grins the King.
”Splendid. Now if we place the chicken on the map it will represent where the tavern is.” The chimps all cheer.
The rooster is placed on the map and begins to strut about, pecking and scratching at the paper. It eventually gets bored a settles down in one spot. The cartographer pushes it to the side to see where it is sitting, “I believe we are in the forest of flowers.” He says proudly.
”Bravo royal cartographer. Very well done.” the King of Cutlery laughs and looks at you. “Does that answer your question?”
“Yes indeed. Thank you my king and cartographer.” He smiles and nods. “I wonder if I can explore around here.”
“Yes indeed. Thank you my king and cartographer.” He smiles and nods. “I wonder if I can explore around here.”
"If you do," says the royal cartographer, "Please take one of my apes with you so that he can make more detailed maps of this land. Much of our maps are incomplete and lacking in accurate measurements."
*i am, and I'm bringing my pseudo-deity today, boys!*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*I’m changing Jared to an autumn eladrin because the hulderfolk don’t have any official 5e lore, and because they’re not the kind of elves who would have a Prince (and that’s what Jared is - an exiled prince).*
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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).
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He takes the apple, looking at it. “What does it do?”
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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“You witnessed its powers. It is the fruit of the storm grown in the orchards of the highland god. With it, you have access to the thunder’s might.”
“Now where is the Woodsprite with the iron head, cast iron hands, and bronze body?”
“Cool! Wait the what now?”
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*oh, that’s some really good advice! Thank you!*
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*where did everyone go?*
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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"Oh there he is." He walks over to a tall figure in the crowd that watched the combat. The humanoid figure has an iron head, cast iron hands, and a bronze body. "Woodsprite! Would you please mend my arm?"
"Certainly," answers the Woodsprite. His iron face is expressionless and does not move when speaking. He walks over to a bucket of water and pours part of it in the dirt. He then strikes the dirt with his cast iron hand. You glance at the King of Cutlery's wounded arm and find that there is no longer a scratch. The injury has completely healed.
"Thank you, Woodsprite." says Dmitri.
*Sorry. I had computer trouble.*
*Oh, that’s ok, you don’t need to apologise.*
”Interesting…” Seán says.
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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“Rescued him from imprisonment by an evil king. Great friend of mine.” He walks back out to the arena and picks up two golden apple cores. “So where did you learn those sword skills?”
“I would like to know wher I am in the feywilds. I was out exploring and found this hut.”
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
“I am sure we have a map of the Feywilds somewhere.” says the cartographer. “Assistants!” The chimps start screeching and flapping about, sending papers and charts all over the place. A globe rolls by on the floor. The cartographer grabs a map and slaps it down on the table. It is a big map that takes at least a minute to unfold, and once it has been it covers the entire table and even part of the floor. He murmurs to himself as he runs his finger down coasts and mountain ridges. “Aha! Wait, no… that’s a piece of spaghetti. Hrm?”
A chimp eats the spaghetti.
”I have figured it out,” he declares at last, “Somebody forgot to include this tavern on the map.” He gives the monkey a disapproving glare, “But that can be easily fixed. This tavern constantly roams about on chicken legs. Therefore, we need something that walks about on chicken legs.”
“Does this rooster work?” grins the King.
”Splendid. Now if we place the chicken on the map it will represent where the tavern is.” The chimps all cheer.
The rooster is placed on the map and begins to strut about, pecking and scratching at the paper. It eventually gets bored a settles down in one spot. The cartographer pushes it to the side to see where it is sitting, “I believe we are in the forest of flowers.” He says proudly.
”Bravo royal cartographer. Very well done.” the King of Cutlery laughs and looks at you. “Does that answer your question?”
Seán is just after walking up. He’s still tired, and and also hungry.
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*anyone on?*
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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An old woman with a horrible grin is out in the woods picking up white stones and placing them in a basket.
“Yes indeed. Thank you my king and cartographer.” He smiles and nods. “I wonder if I can explore around here.”
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
"If you do," says the royal cartographer, "Please take one of my apes with you so that he can make more detailed maps of this land. Much of our maps are incomplete and lacking in accurate measurements."
*anyone on?*
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*i am, and I'm bringing my pseudo-deity today, boys!*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*I’m changing Jared to an autumn eladrin because the hulderfolk don’t have any official 5e lore, and because they’re not the kind of elves who would have a Prince (and that’s what Jared is - an exiled prince).*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).