Victor is sitting on the porch of the cabin, sharpening his hatchet.
A childs scream can be heard through out the woods.
Ludoslaw wheels himself over to Victor. "Did you hear that? Either a child is getting harmed, or something out there can mimic voices. Either way, it sounds like I might be able to get some materials. You seem like a strong fellow... well, strong doesn't exactly cut it, heh heh. Anyway, if you help me get some meat, I can make us some... tools."
Victor looks up and brushes his long black hair behind his ear. "Most likely a Wendigo.." He responded "Nasty beasts, able to lure in prey by mimicking voices." He stood up and smiles "Why do you need the flesh?"
Victor is sitting on the porch of the cabin, sharpening his hatchet.
A childs scream can be heard through out the woods.
Ludoslaw wheels himself over to Victor. "Did you hear that? Either a child is getting harmed, or something out there can mimic voices. Either way, it sounds like I might be able to get some materials. You seem like a strong fellow... well, strong doesn't exactly cut it, heh heh. Anyway, if you help me get some meat, I can make us some... tools."
Victor looks up and brushes his long black hair behind his ear. "Most likely a Wendigo.." He responded "Nasty beasts, able to lure in prey by mimicking voices." He stood up and smiles "Why do you need the flesh?"
"I'm a splicer. Flesh-stitcher. It's an occult art, and a very difficult one when you don't have a supermarket protein section or an exotic pet store nearby. If I can get my hands on a cryptid, I could do some amazing things. Unfortunately, I happen to be... physically challenged." He gestures toward his wheelchair. He adjusts his large spectacles. "I'm sure I could make it worth your while, assuming you would accept some upgrades. Then again, it seems like it would be pretty difficult to upgrade a specimen such as yourself."
*You divide ten points between the stats. The d10s are just the rolling system (like how DnD uses d20s). Also, if you have a power, you start with 19 Sanity. Also, you start with an item.*
Victor is sitting on the porch of the cabin, sharpening his hatchet.
A childs scream can be heard through out the woods.
Ludoslaw wheels himself over to Victor. "Did you hear that? Either a child is getting harmed, or something out there can mimic voices. Either way, it sounds like I might be able to get some materials. You seem like a strong fellow... well, strong doesn't exactly cut it, heh heh. Anyway, if you help me get some meat, I can make us some... tools."
Victor looks up and brushes his long black hair behind his ear. "Most likely a Wendigo.." He responded "Nasty beasts, able to lure in prey by mimicking voices." He stood up and smiles "Why do you need the flesh?"
"I'm a splicer. Flesh-stitcher. It's an occult art, and a very difficult one when you don't have a supermarket protein section or an exotic pet store nearby. If I can get my hands on a cryptid, I could do some amazing things. Unfortunately, I happen to be... physically challenged." He gestures toward his wheelchair. He adjusts his large spectacles. "I'm sure I could make it worth your while, assuming you would accept some upgrades. Then again, it seems like it would be pretty difficult to upgrade a specimen such as yourself."
Victor chuckled and stood up. "I'll try but I don't know how well I'll do." He confessed.
Victor chuckled and stood up. "I'll try but I don't know how well I'll do." He confessed.
"It doesn't have to be the Wendigo if you don't want to hunt that. Any creature will do. Heck, if necessary, I may even be able to work with human flesh. Of course, that's a last-resort type of thing."
Victor chuckled and stood up. "I'll try but I don't know how well I'll do." He confessed.
"It doesn't have to be the Wendigo if you don't want to hunt that. Any creature will do. Heck, if necessary, I may even be able to work with human flesh. Of course, that's a last-resort type of thing."
Victor chuckled and stood up. "I'll try but I don't know how well I'll do." He confessed.
"It doesn't have to be the Wendigo if you don't want to hunt that. Any creature will do. Heck, if necessary, I may even be able to work with human flesh. Of course, that's a last-resort type of thing."
He nods and smiles "I need no payment. getting rid of these beasts is payment enough." He chuckles "I'll be back in a fortnight. If I am not back before then, lock the doors and windows." He nods and sets off with his hatchet and a flashlight.
Victor chuckled and stood up. "I'll try but I don't know how well I'll do." He confessed.
"It doesn't have to be the Wendigo if you don't want to hunt that. Any creature will do. Heck, if necessary, I may even be able to work with human flesh. Of course, that's a last-resort type of thing."
*This looks like my type of place. I'm guessing that the cabin is located somewhere in West Virginia or Appalachia because Mothman is the password.*
Jeremiah Davis:
Sanity: 24
Smarts: 4
Strength: 1
Stealth: 2
Charisma: 1
Observation: 2
Equipment: Banjo
A skinny man lopes through the woods towards the cabin. He wears patched overalls, a long brown coat, a wide brimmed hat with a feather stuck in the hatband, and he plucks at a banjo as he walks through the forest. He stops when he sees the cabin and looks it over before striding up onto the front porch and knocking on the door.
*You divide ten points between the stats. The d10s are just the rolling system (like how DnD uses d20s). Also, if you have a power, you start with 19 Sanity. Also, you start with an item.*
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We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
*This looks fun. I’ve thought the mothman is interesting.*
Annette Jäger
Smarts: 5
Strength: 0
Stealth: 3
Charisma: 1
Observation: 2
Sanity: 19
Item: heavy wrench
Powers: Control over electricity in nonliving things.
A woman walks towards the cabin, and she is wearing a pair of overalls and a white t-shirt. Any electrical lights turn on as she nears and turn off as she leaves. The woman has long brown hair and pale skin. She is holding a heavy wrench in her right hand and her left hand is free.
A young woman dressed in a white blouse and a long crimson skirt stands in the doorway, looking down at Jeremiah and Annette. "Who are you and what do you want?" you see she holds a small cutting knife in one hand.
A young woman dressed in a white blouse and a long crimson skirt stands in the doorway, looking down at Jeremiah. "Who are you and what do you want?" you see she holds a small cutting knife in one hand.
*You have to divide 10 points between the stats instead of rolling a d10* It doesn’t say that specifically but that is how Doodle created the sample character*
A young woman dressed in a white blouse and a long crimson skirt stands in the doorway, looking down at Jeremiah and Annette. "Who are you and what do you want?" you see she holds a small cutting knife in one hand.
"Ma names Jeremiah, Jeremiah Davis and I were just hopin' on bein' shown some Southern hospitality here. I've been out awanderin' in those hollers for awhile now and got athinkin' that I could rest my bones here." He looks at the knife, "Please don't stab me."
*Check the first post.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Victor looks up and brushes his long black hair behind his ear. "Most likely a Wendigo.." He responded "Nasty beasts, able to lure in prey by mimicking voices." He stood up and smiles "Why do you need the flesh?"
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
"I'm a splicer. Flesh-stitcher. It's an occult art, and a very difficult one when you don't have a supermarket protein section or an exotic pet store nearby. If I can get my hands on a cryptid, I could do some amazing things. Unfortunately, I happen to be... physically challenged." He gestures toward his wheelchair. He adjusts his large spectacles. "I'm sure I could make it worth your while, assuming you would accept some upgrades. Then again, it seems like it would be pretty difficult to upgrade a specimen such as yourself."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Sayeye/the inner three
Power: multiple minds in one
Smarts: 4
Strength: 10
Stealth: 4
Charisma: 6
Observation: 6
Sanity: 20
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'
*You divide ten points between the stats. The d10s are just the rolling system (like how DnD uses d20s). Also, if you have a power, you start with 19 Sanity. Also, you start with an item.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Victor chuckled and stood up. "I'll try but I don't know how well I'll do." He confessed.
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
"It doesn't have to be the Wendigo if you don't want to hunt that. Any creature will do. Heck, if necessary, I may even be able to work with human flesh. Of course, that's a last-resort type of thing."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I’m vary good with human flesh” says sayeye
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'
He nods and smiles "I need no payment. getting rid of these beasts is payment enough." He chuckles "I'll be back in a fortnight. If I am not back before then, lock the doors and windows." He nods and sets off with his hatchet and a flashlight.
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
Victor tilts his head and narrows his eyes "Hm.."
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
*This looks like my type of place. I'm guessing that the cabin is located somewhere in West Virginia or Appalachia because Mothman is the password.*
Jeremiah Davis:
Sanity: 24
Smarts: 4
Strength: 1
Stealth: 2
Charisma: 1
Observation: 2
Equipment: Banjo
A skinny man lopes through the woods towards the cabin. He wears patched overalls, a long brown coat, a wide brimmed hat with a feather stuck in the hatband, and he plucks at a banjo as he walks through the forest. He stops when he sees the cabin and looks it over before striding up onto the front porch and knocking on the door.
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*This looks fun. I’ve thought the mothman is interesting.*
Annette Jäger
Smarts: 5
Strength: 0
Stealth: 3
Charisma: 1
Observation: 2
Sanity: 19
Item: heavy wrench
Powers: Control over electricity in nonliving things.
A woman walks towards the cabin, and she is wearing a pair of overalls and a white t-shirt. Any electrical lights turn on as she nears and turn off as she leaves. The woman has long brown hair and pale skin. She is holding a heavy wrench in her right hand and her left hand is free.
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
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New NPC
Name: Jolene Ruiz
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Sanity: 20
Smarts: 6
Strength: 1
Stealth: 2
Charisma: 0
Observation: 1
Equipment: Alchemist Pack.
A young woman dressed in a white blouse and a long crimson skirt stands in the doorway, looking down at Jeremiah and Annette. "Who are you and what do you want?" you see she holds a small cutting knife in one hand.
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
*You have to divide 10 points between the stats instead of rolling a d10* It doesn’t say that specifically but that is how Doodle created the sample character*
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Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
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"Hi'dy," the man with the banjo tips his hat and holds the cabin door open for the woman.
Sayeye/the inner three
Power: multiple minds in one
Smarts: 2
Strength: 2
Stealth: 1
Charisma: 5
Observation: 0
Sanity: 19
Equipment: eye
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'
"Ma names Jeremiah, Jeremiah Davis and I were just hopin' on bein' shown some Southern hospitality here. I've been out awanderin' in those hollers for awhile now and got athinkin' that I could rest my bones here." He looks at the knife, "Please don't stab me."
Annette enters the cabin and looks at Jeremiah and Jolene
”Thank you. I’m Annette, what are your names?”
The lights flicker for a moment
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Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
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*He has introduced himself as Jeremiah Davis.*
"Somethang seems to be wrong with the 'lectricity." He glances at the lights.