Roddenberg sees something outside, and rushes to open the door. Six zombies, preserved by the cold and led by some sort of ice undead, walk in, carrying firewood. Rodd counts the wood as the undead come in. "Yup. This'll get ya 'bout three rounds." The zombies grin at each other as they pile up the wood by the fireplace.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Roddenberg sees something outside, and rushes to open the door. Six zombies, preserved by the cold and led by some sort of ice undead, walk in, carrying firewood. Rodd counts the wood as the undead come in. "Yup. This'll get ya 'bout three rounds." The zombies grin at each other as they pile up the wood by the fireplace.
"Who's this lot Rod? Mind introducing me?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Roddenberg sees something outside, and rushes to open the door. Six zombies, preserved by the cold and led by some sort of ice undead, walk in, carrying firewood. Rodd counts the wood as the undead come in. "Yup. This'll get ya 'bout three rounds." The zombies grin at each other as they pile up the wood by the fireplace.
"Who's this lot Rod? Mind introducing me?"
"These r' just some villagers. They like to bring me firewood and in trade I give em' food an' drinks. They sure as the sun don't need em', but you know zombies."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(I might make a character that's one of these zombies if you don't mind)
"That's cool, so what's this receipt for? You said I needed one?"
*Feel free*
"Ah, people outside might not take well to ya human-lookin' folk... 'less ya got some proof that ya don't just burn, kill, and pillage. That's whats the receipt for."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It beats being dead twenty-six times over. I'm useless in a fight." She sits there for a moment longer, silently thinking. "Oh, it's been so long since I've talked to someone, I forgot to introduce myself! The name's Omori. I think." She stands up, grinning and revealing teeth a little too sharp for any human.
“Being dead ain’t so bad.” grins the vampire. “You can call me Rictrigan. How is that you only think you know your name?”
"I know how to prepare and serve drinks quite well, so I'm plenty qualified. Is there a uniform or is this alright to wear?"
"I wouldn't suggest wearin' that, s'pecially as pretty as you are. The amount of buffoons who'll spill a drink on purpose tryina' flirt is frustatin'ly high. Our uniforms'll be a bit big for you, but I can trim down an apron for ya until we get one sized for you."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Roddenberg sees something outside, and rushes to open the door. Six zombies, preserved by the cold and led by some sort of ice undead, walk in, carrying firewood. Rodd counts the wood as the undead come in. "Yup. This'll get ya 'bout three rounds." The zombies grin at each other as they pile up the wood by the fireplace.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Anyone wanna RP?))
Edit: Ninja'd again
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"Who's this lot Rod? Mind introducing me?"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"These r' just some villagers. They like to bring me firewood and in trade I give em' food an' drinks. They sure as the sun don't need em', but you know zombies."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(I might make a character that's one of these zombies if you don't mind)
"That's cool, so what's this receipt for? You said I needed one?"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*Feel free*
"Ah, people outside might not take well to ya human-lookin' folk... 'less ya got some proof that ya don't just burn, kill, and pillage. That's whats the receipt for."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Alright then, thanks, what's this town called again?"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"Titansgrave Village, named for the mount'n it rests on."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Thank ya, Rodd."
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"Don' mention it, sis. Notta problem."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Being dead ain’t so bad.” grins the vampire. “You can call me Rictrigan. How is that you only think you know your name?”
"Think I could get a job here at the tavern?"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Roddenberg looks her over. "Sure. A vampire would be nice to have around the place."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I know how to prepare and serve drinks quite well, so I'm plenty qualified. Is there a uniform or is this alright to wear?"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Baalzeboop I am back can we continue the fight?
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/167668-welcome-to-yonstore?page=1039
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"I wouldn't suggest wearin' that, s'pecially as pretty as you are. The amount of buffoons who'll spill a drink on purpose tryina' flirt is frustatin'ly high. Our uniforms'll be a bit big for you, but I can trim down an apron for ya until we get one sized for you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Thanks, that sounds about right, a girl can't get any peace, but it means better tips."
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"You're still gonna need some protection for that pretty dress'a yers."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Exactly, it's pretty durable silk but the stain probably won't come out, I have a spare change of clothes, I'll be right back."
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Vlas leaves and comes back shortly in a new outfit.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)