"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
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"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
"Lovely weapon." He smiles at the perfect classy feel of the gun, and fires at a few pieces of trash on the side of the road.
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"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
"Lovely weapon." He smiles at the perfect classy feel of the gun, and fires at a few pieces of trash on the side of the road.
"Damn right it is. Had that one an' its twin made by a master gunsmith, then enchanted 'em so they don't run outta bullets. Since ya already fired it once, shoot it six more times. That'll show ya what I mean by it never runs out."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
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"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
"Lovely weapon." He smiles at the perfect classy feel of the gun, and fires at a few pieces of trash on the side of the road.
"Damn right it is. Had that one an' its twin made by a master gunsmith, then enchanted 'em so they don't run outta bullets. Since ya already fired it once, shoot it six more times. That'll show ya what I mean by it never runs out."
"Roger that." He shoots 6 more times, glass bottles and papers flying.
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"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
"Lovely weapon." He smiles at the perfect classy feel of the gun, and fires at a few pieces of trash on the side of the road.
"Damn right it is. Had that one an' its twin made by a master gunsmith, then enchanted 'em so they don't run outta bullets. Since ya already fired it once, shoot it six more times. That'll show ya what I mean by it never runs out."
"Roger that." He shoots 6 more times, glass bottles and papers flying.
Even though the gun looks like a normal six-shooter, the seventh shot rings true, shattering a glass bottle after Coulter fires it. However, the bullet that comes out doesnt look normal. Instead of being made of lead, the bullet is a transparent red, and it glows faintly.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
"Shoot yeah, that would makes sense then. But yup, I time travel all over the place."
"Hmm. Not the strangest thing I ever heard, but it's certainly up there." He pulls out a gun and begins shooting at the hanging signs again.
"Yeh that'd make sense." Coulter summons a small nerf gun out of nowhere and starts shooting signs again as well, and these darts are the suction cup kind, with some of the shots sticking to the smoother, better quality signs.
Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
"Lovely weapon." He smiles at the perfect classy feel of the gun, and fires at a few pieces of trash on the side of the road.
"Damn right it is. Had that one an' its twin made by a master gunsmith, then enchanted 'em so they don't run outta bullets. Since ya already fired it once, shoot it six more times. That'll show ya what I mean by it never runs out."
"Roger that." He shoots 6 more times, glass bottles and papers flying.
Even though the gun looks like a normal six-shooter, the seventh shot rings true, shattering a glass bottle after Coulter fires it. However, the bullet that comes out doesnt look normal. Instead of being made of lead, the bullet is a transparent red, and it glows faintly.
"Verrry handy, that is! Thank you for letting me try her out." He hands it back.
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Brook is outside, practicing his swordsmanship with his cane, quite strange to do but Brook is nothing if not strange. The dummy strangely has parts of its body seemingly frozen when there are dents from his cane.
Silver is doing his job, cooking and tending the bar whenever Buttons isn't. Having a bit of a pep in his step, obviously enjoying what he does.
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
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*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
The dragonborn stops once they reach each other. He looks the skeleton up and down. "You dead too?"
Wanna have Brook make a Perception check? Or possibly Arcana.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
The dragonborn stops once they reach each other. He looks the skeleton up and down. "You dead too?"
Wanna have Brook make a Perception check? Or possibly Arcana.
*He probably doesn’t care to look into it. I’m good*
“Dead as anyone can be. How about you friend?” He says in a friendly voice.
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
The dragonborn stops once they reach each other. He looks the skeleton up and down. "You dead too?"
Wanna have Brook make a Perception check? Or possibly Arcana.
*He probably doesn’t care to look into it. I’m good*
“Dead as anyone can be. How about you friend?” He says in a friendly voice.
*kk*
He nods, pressing his scaly lips together. "Mhm, I'm dead. Well, ya know, undead or brought back or whatever you wanna call it, I'm sure you know all about that so I won't bore you. You local around here?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
The dragonborn stops once they reach each other. He looks the skeleton up and down. "You dead too?"
Wanna have Brook make a Perception check? Or possibly Arcana.
*He probably doesn’t care to look into it. I’m good*
“Dead as anyone can be. How about you friend?” He says in a friendly voice.
*kk*
He nods, pressing his scaly lips together. "Mhm, I'm dead. Well, ya know, undead or brought back or whatever you wanna call it, I'm sure you know all about that so I won't bore you. You local around here?"
“Nope, just got here myself only a few days prior to your own arrival. What ya name newcomer or do ya not got one?” He says with a smile, tapping his cane against the Dragonborn’s chest.
*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
The dragonborn stops once they reach each other. He looks the skeleton up and down. "You dead too?"
Wanna have Brook make a Perception check? Or possibly Arcana.
*He probably doesn’t care to look into it. I’m good*
“Dead as anyone can be. How about you friend?” He says in a friendly voice.
*kk*
He nods, pressing his scaly lips together. "Mhm, I'm dead. Well, ya know, undead or brought back or whatever you wanna call it, I'm sure you know all about that so I won't bore you. You local around here?"
“Nope, just got here myself only a few days prior to your own arrival. What ya name newcomer or do ya not got one?” He says with a smile, tapping his cane against the Dragonborn’s chest.
The cane makes a dull thumping sound against his chest, like it was striking mossy wood. "...Copper." He is one hundred percent lying, quite blatantly, but doesn't seem ready to divulge his real name. "And you?"
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Kath looks over at Coulter's gun in surprise. "The hell is that? That ain't gonna get ya nowhere in this game. Here, borrow, my other gun." He pulls the gun out of the holster on his hip, and tosses it to Coulter.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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He starts laughing hard. "No, no, I believe it's meant to be a toy, for children. Heh." He catches the gun, and inspects it. "But thanks."
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The gun is finely crafted, albeit a bit dusty on the outside. The barrel, trigger, and most of the other metal parts are made of finely polished steel, and the grip is made of a red mahogany. The grip fits perfectly in Coulter's hand, and is nice and smooth.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"Lovely weapon." He smiles at the perfect classy feel of the gun, and fires at a few pieces of trash on the side of the road.
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"Damn right it is. Had that one an' its twin made by a master gunsmith, then enchanted 'em so they don't run outta bullets. Since ya already fired it once, shoot it six more times. That'll show ya what I mean by it never runs out."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*This is a character idea that I am 100% stealing from one of my irl friends. The concept won't be instantly apparent, but I think it's cool. Once you find out what it is.*
A hulking figure can be seen marching towards the tavern with a purposeful air about him.
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"Roger that." He shoots 6 more times, glass bottles and papers flying.
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Even though the gun looks like a normal six-shooter, the seventh shot rings true, shattering a glass bottle after Coulter fires it. However, the bullet that comes out doesnt look normal. Instead of being made of lead, the bullet is a transparent red, and it glows faintly.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"Verrry handy, that is! Thank you for letting me try her out." He hands it back.
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As he gets closer, it's apparent that he's some kind of copper dragonborn. A dark, plain, sweeping cloak obscures most of his body. His eyes are a slightly glowy pale blue, shining with mysterious energy. He is about 30 feet from the tavern front doors.
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Brook sees him and stops his practicing, putting the blade back in his cane and walks over to them with a wide skeletal smile, waving at them all the way as friendly as they can.
The dragonborn stops once they reach each other. He looks the skeleton up and down. "You dead too?"
Wanna have Brook make a Perception check? Or possibly Arcana.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*He probably doesn’t care to look into it. I’m good*
“Dead as anyone can be. How about you friend?” He says in a friendly voice.
*kk*
He nods, pressing his scaly lips together. "Mhm, I'm dead. Well, ya know, undead or brought back or whatever you wanna call it, I'm sure you know all about that so I won't bore you. You local around here?"
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*Woah! It's the Yon!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*You bet it is!*
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*I shall butterfly and rectify you*
*Lovingly*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Nope, just got here myself only a few days prior to your own arrival. What ya name newcomer or do ya not got one?” He says with a smile, tapping his cane against the Dragonborn’s chest.
The cane makes a dull thumping sound against his chest, like it was striking mossy wood. "...Copper." He is one hundred percent lying, quite blatantly, but doesn't seem ready to divulge his real name. "And you?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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