Xi is back to working on his swordplay. Anyone observing can tell he isn’t very experienced with a blade
Kohirun is meditating
A burly half-orc approaches Xi. He crosses his scarred arms and shakes his head, "Ya barely can hold that thing straight. It will do ya no good to wield it in battle if ya don't know which part's the pointy bit."
“Yeah, well maybe you can give me some tips? I got these from a goddess and basic sorcerer training dosen’t really cover swordplay.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Xi is back to working on his swordplay. Anyone observing can tell he isn’t very experienced with a blade
Kohirun is meditating
A burly half-orc approaches Xi. He crosses his scarred arms and shakes his head, "Ya barely can hold that thing straight. It will do ya no good to wield it in battle if ya don't know which part's the pointy bit."
“Yeah, well maybe you can give me some tips? I got these from a goddess and basic sorcerer training dosen’t really cover swordplay.”
He grins a toothy grin, "I would be glad too." He strides over to you to correct your posture, "Move yer legs here, stay on your toes and never stay still. You're on a rollin' ship, not hard dry ground. Ya have to be ready to move and react to your surroundin's whether that be the deck pitchin' wildly, a wave washin' over you, or the very ship blasted out from under yer feet."
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
*no, just objects*
”WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” Music box yells at the pelican.
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
*no, just objects*
”WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” Music box yells at the pelican.
The pelican freezes for a moment, and then tosses the Music Box into the air with a mischievous grin, catching you inside its throat sack.
He looks a bit embarrassed. "I sort of got kicked, or chased, out of my training school for causing a major magical accident, and so me and my companion Dante took to the waves and escaped on my dad's fishing boat. You guys essentially saved us, so I'm trying to maybe return the favor. I might work on the crew for a bit, I'm sure I'd be useful."
Dante smiles softly. "I wanna bring music and light to the people. It just feels right. And I owe so many others for their generosity in taking me in and raising me, in most cases. I know that's all kinda vague and broad, but it's the truth. So, I make and play instruments! Magical ones, of course."
“You’ll learn a lot by workin’ on a ship. The seas a valuable teacher. Ya haven’t fought a battle ‘til you’ve been in a sea fight. Cannons blazin’, seas churnin’, decks covered in wounded men. The fish get fed well. It’s a whole other world from land combat. Ever seen a sharks feedin’ frenzy? It’s like that, ya step into it not knowin’ if you’ll step back out and sometimes ya can’t tell if the enemies yer ripping’ apart are from yer crew or the others.” He looks a little grim.
“Song is a noble art. It is the pouring out of the soul. Do you have a tune you could play now?” asks the Pelican.
Hayano scrunches up his face a little bit. "Yeah. Um. Never been in a naval battle but that sounds nice 'n unpleasant. Sorry you've had to go through that. I'm just some 19 year old, so not much experience."
He gets excited. "That's right, it really is!" Then he thinks for a moment. "I got a chill little tune, lemme play it for ya." He pulls out a ukulele made of deep sea-green glass, seemingly out of nowhere, and starts strumming.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
*no, just objects*
”WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” Music box yells at the pelican.
The pelican freezes for a moment, and then tosses the Music Box into the air with a mischievous grin, catching you inside its throat sack.
“Hey! Stop that!”
suddenly, the box disappears, and reappears a few feet away from the pelican.
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
*no, just objects*
”WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” Music box yells at the pelican.
The pelican freezes for a moment, and then tosses the Music Box into the air with a mischievous grin, catching you inside its throat sack.
“Hey! Stop that!”
suddenly, the box disappears, and reappears a few feet away from the pelican.
The pelican squawks in annoyance before half flapping, half running after the box with its huge bill opened wide.
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) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, 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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
*no, just objects*
”WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” Music box yells at the pelican.
The pelican freezes for a moment, and then tosses the Music Box into the air with a mischievous grin, catching you inside its throat sack.
“Hey! Stop that!”
suddenly, the box disappears, and reappears a few feet away from the pelican.
The pelican squawks in annoyance before half flapping, half running after the box with its huge bill opened wide.
When the pelican nears the box and touches it, it suddenly phases through the box as if it were an illusion. It starts hopping away.
He looks a bit embarrassed. "I sort of got kicked, or chased, out of my training school for causing a major magical accident, and so me and my companion Dante took to the waves and escaped on my dad's fishing boat. You guys essentially saved us, so I'm trying to maybe return the favor. I might work on the crew for a bit, I'm sure I'd be useful."
Dante smiles softly. "I wanna bring music and light to the people. It just feels right. And I owe so many others for their generosity in taking me in and raising me, in most cases. I know that's all kinda vague and broad, but it's the truth. So, I make and play instruments! Magical ones, of course."
“You’ll learn a lot by workin’ on a ship. The seas a valuable teacher. Ya haven’t fought a battle ‘til you’ve been in a sea fight. Cannons blazin’, seas churnin’, decks covered in wounded men. The fish get fed well. It’s a whole other world from land combat. Ever seen a sharks feedin’ frenzy? It’s like that, ya step into it not knowin’ if you’ll step back out and sometimes ya can’t tell if the enemies yer ripping’ apart are from yer crew or the others.” He looks a little grim.
“Song is a noble art. It is the pouring out of the soul. Do you have a tune you could play now?” asks the Pelican.
Hayano scrunches up his face a little bit. "Yeah. Um. Never been in a naval battle but that sounds nice 'n unpleasant. Sorry you've had to go through that. I'm just some 19 year old, so not much experience."
He gets excited. "That's right, it really is!" Then he thinks for a moment. "I got a chill little tune, lemme play it for ya." He pulls out a ukulele made of deep sea-green glass, seemingly out of nowhere, and starts strumming.
"Well, it's what you'll go through if ya choose this path." He thinks for a minute, "I could offer ya some trainin', if you'd like?"
The Pelican dances happily to the song, flat feet beating out a flompy rhythm. When the song is over he draws his form back together and nods, "What a wonderful tune. You are skilled in your art."
The Pelican pauses briefly in his pursuit of the music box and squawks, "What are you looking at?"
"Um, nothing. Sorry"
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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) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, 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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
When the pelican nears the box and touches it, it suddenly phases through the box as if it were an illusion. It starts hopping away.
The Pelican looks surprised. Then it narrows its eyes and hops after it. It snaps its bill at the little handles or button to try to turn the music box on.
*my turn*
I walk up to the man and cast burning hands level 4 6d6 damage and 18 dexterity save
I AM HOMICIDE I AM THE EMBODIMENT OF FIRE I AM STRENGTH AND POWER PRAISE LORD JEFF THE EVIL ROOOOOOOMMMBBBAAAAA
I AM PURE HATE! MY NAME IS BURDURXA SHADEMAKER! TREMBLE IN FEAR AT ITS MENTION!!!! PM ME THE WORD TOMATO OR I WILL SLAP YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD!!
MY VENOM SYMBIOTE: FFFFUUUUUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY
*You do realize that would wake the cultist up right*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*WHAT*
*WHY*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yeah, well maybe you can give me some tips? I got these from a goddess and basic sorcerer training dosen’t really cover swordplay.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He grins a toothy grin, "I would be glad too." He strides over to you to correct your posture, "Move yer legs here, stay on your toes and never stay still. You're on a rollin' ship, not hard dry ground. Ya have to be ready to move and react to your surroundin's whether that be the deck pitchin' wildly, a wave washin' over you, or the very ship blasted out from under yer feet."
*hii*
Sylvi is chilling with Tily.
Kuo Toa God is eating a shark. Whole.
Music box is walking around the ship. They walk like a caterpillar, scrunching up and then crawling forward.
A huge Pelican pecks the strange contraption.
*I probably should have explained- it’s a six legged weasel that can possess objects, it arrived at the ship in a music box so it’s named Music box. Forgot that not everybody knows my characters, sorry*
*You're good. The Pelican would still think it's a weird contraption because he doesn't know your characters either. One innocent little question, can this weasel possess living things?*
The Pelican prods the music box again with its beak. Then he grabs it and pulls it closer.
*no, just objects*
”WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” Music box yells at the pelican.
The pelican freezes for a moment, and then tosses the Music Box into the air with a mischievous grin, catching you inside its throat sack.
Hayano scrunches up his face a little bit. "Yeah. Um. Never been in a naval battle but that sounds nice 'n unpleasant. Sorry you've had to go through that. I'm just some 19 year old, so not much experience."
He gets excited. "That's right, it really is!" Then he thinks for a moment. "I got a chill little tune, lemme play it for ya." He pulls out a ukulele made of deep sea-green glass, seemingly out of nowhere, and starts strumming.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
“Hey! Stop that!”
suddenly, the box disappears, and reappears a few feet away from the pelican.
The pelican squawks in annoyance before half flapping, half running after the box with its huge bill opened wide.
Wisteria stands nearby, watching
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)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, 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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
When the pelican nears the box and touches it, it suddenly phases through the box as if it were an illusion. It starts hopping away.
The Pelican pauses briefly in his pursuit of the music box and squawks, "What are you looking at?"
"Well, it's what you'll go through if ya choose this path." He thinks for a minute, "I could offer ya some trainin', if you'd like?"
The Pelican dances happily to the song, flat feet beating out a flompy rhythm. When the song is over he draws his form back together and nods, "What a wonderful tune. You are skilled in your art."
"Um, nothing. Sorry"
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)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, 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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
The Pelican looks surprised. Then it narrows its eyes and hops after it. It snaps its bill at the little handles or button to try to turn the music box on.