A tall young woman enters the tavern. She has long flowing white hair, pale white skin and ice blue eyes. She wears an elegant strapless white dress and a crystal around her neck glows with power. She goes up to the bartender (I guess the gnoll creature?) and asks for a glass of merlot.
"Thassa fancy wine, right? I'll see what I got."
The gnoll-creature roots through various bottles until eventually she finds something she's looking for. "Tantalatian blue wine. It's made from frostberries, and it tastes crisp and sweet. I got others, if that's what you need."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
"I don't know for certain. I wasn't allowed to know. She just said she'd 'protect me', kicked me out of her weird dream space, and a month of wandering later, here I am." *roll insight*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
"I don't know for certain. I wasn't allowed to know. She just said she'd 'protect me', kicked me out of her weird dream space, and a month of wandering later, here I am." *roll insight*
9
"Why would she want to protect you? And from what?"
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
"I don't know for certain. I wasn't allowed to know. She just said she'd 'protect me', kicked me out of her weird dream space, and a month of wandering later, here I am." *roll insight*
6
"Why would she want to protect you? And from what?"
Nice as she seems, there is something about her that is just... off. It almost feels like you're being watched by something- or someone- you can't see.
"I wouldn't know. Most times when something tries to hurt me, I just panic... and when I open my eyes, either it's gone or it's dead." She sits down on the ground, saddened by what she just said.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
"I don't know for certain. I wasn't allowed to know. She just said she'd 'protect me', kicked me out of her weird dream space, and a month of wandering later, here I am." *roll insight*
6
"Why would she want to protect you? And from what?"
Nice as she seems, there is something about her that is just... off. It almost feels like you're being watched by something- or someone- you can't see.
"I wouldn't know. Most times when something tries to hurt me, I just panic... and when I open my eyes, either it's gone or it's dead." She sits down on the ground, saddened by what she just said.
He looks straight at the eyes and smiles at them, revealing his fangs.
Then he looks at the girl, "That does sound awfully awful."
Vlas (an Elven vampire wearing a black and red victorian dress, red lipstick, and black eyeshadow and wielding a black staff/cane with a silver cross with a ruby on the top) is drinking some blood wine at a table.
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Serafina (young human woman with long flowing white hair, pale white skin and ice blue eyes wearing an elegant white strapless dress and a glowing crystal around her neck) is sipping merlot at a table in the corner of the tavern.
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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).
A kobold wakes up in the middle of the tavern, it looks around, confused. It then looks at its hands, and sees that it’s a skeleton kobold. The kobold screams loudly, and starts panicking.
“WHY AM I NOT IN HEAVEN?! WHERE AM I?! WHY AM I MADE OF BONES???!!!”
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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.
White eyes look out from the taverns roof. A dark figure begins to creep over the edge and down the wall towards the girl. You see a humanoid with long white hair, grey skin pulled tight over his bones, white fangs, and a protruding ribcage. He crawls along the wall as if it was level ground. "Hello? Are you from around here?" he asks in a soft voice.
The girl is initially startled by your arrival, but appears relieved soon after. She seems happy, but her 'hair' fans out behind her, all eyes opening, staring. Scanning. Searching.
"Hello! I don't think I'm from around here, probably because I have no idea where 'here' is. Where are we?"
"You have arrived in Somnargentus." Smiles the creature, "Welcome to the Nightmare." He watches the eyes with interest. "Where are you from?"
The eyes watch him with interest in turn. The girl seems unaware of it.
"I'm from... I don't know. I remember something about 'the spire ever bleeding', but other than that..." She stops, thinking. The eyes stare, never blinking.
"What wonderfully watchful hair you have."
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
"I don't know for certain. I wasn't allowed to know. She just said she'd 'protect me', kicked me out of her weird dream space, and a month of wandering later, here I am." *roll insight*
6
"Why would she want to protect you? And from what?"
Nice as she seems, there is something about her that is just... off. It almost feels like you're being watched by something- or someone- you can't see.
"I wouldn't know. Most times when something tries to hurt me, I just panic... and when I open my eyes, either it's gone or it's dead." She sits down on the ground, saddened by what she just said.
He looks straight at the eyes and smiles at them, revealing his fangs.
Then he looks at the girl, "That does sound awfully awful."
"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.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Thassa fancy wine, right? I'll see what I got."
The gnoll-creature roots through various bottles until eventually she finds something she's looking for. "Tantalatian blue wine. It's made from frostberries, and it tastes crisp and sweet. I got others, if that's what you need."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Absolutely, good doctor.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*yey*
"What? Oh, you mean this?" The girl focuses for a moment. The eyes glare a moment longer, before her 'hair' slowly falls limp and looks more like normal (albeit tendril-like) hair. "It was a gift from... well, I don't know her name. It keeps me safe."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"What type of person gives sightful hair as a gift?" says the vampire sitting on the wall.
"I don't know for certain. I wasn't allowed to know. She just said she'd 'protect me', kicked me out of her weird dream space, and a month of wandering later, here I am." *roll insight*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
9
"Why would she want to protect you? And from what?"
Nice as she seems, there is something about her that is just... off. It almost feels like you're being watched by something- or someone- you can't see.
"I wouldn't know. Most times when something tries to hurt me, I just panic... and when I open my eyes, either it's gone or it's dead." She sits down on the ground, saddened by what she just said.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He looks straight at the eyes and smiles at them, revealing his fangs.
Then he looks at the girl, "That does sound awfully awful."
*HOLY KURTULMAK IT HAPPENED AND I MISSED IT!! CURSE YOU TIMEZONES!!!!*
*can I rp as a skellokobold?*
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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Vlas (an Elven vampire wearing a black and red victorian dress, red lipstick, and black eyeshadow and wielding a black staff/cane with a silver cross with a ruby on the top) is drinking some blood wine at a table.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Serafina (young human woman with long flowing white hair, pale white skin and ice blue eyes wearing an elegant white strapless dress and a glowing crystal around her neck) is sipping merlot at a table in the corner of the tavern.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
A kobold wakes up in the middle of the tavern, it looks around, confused. It then looks at its hands, and sees that it’s a skeleton kobold. The kobold screams loudly, and starts panicking.
“WHY AM I NOT IN HEAVEN?! WHERE AM I?! WHY AM I MADE OF BONES???!!!”
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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"Hello" She waves, she has a Bulgarian accent, but her speech sounds more English/British and clear,
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Serafina waves back to her. “Hello.” Her accent sounds vaguely Romanian.
*And I gtg. Bye!*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
"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.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!!”
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 gtg, sorry*
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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(Lol, right when you post)
(You too?)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*Me too lol. Her full name is Serafina Ilnescu.*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).