A spindly man in black wraps and a white, expressionless, baby-like mask enters, looking for shelter from the nightmare outside. His mask is a little too small, only covering the top half of his already-covered face, but that seems to be intentional. Over his wraps, he wears a sleeveless leather duster and black jeans that are too short with too wide a waist, causing it to hang loosely against his bony pelvis.
Creatures with supernatural senses will detect microscopic root-like structures extending from his clothes in a 10-foot radius. An airborne mycelium, feeling and tasting around the area.
*Note: I do not have stats for this character, so please do not attack him.*
A spindly man in black wraps and a white, expressionless, baby-like mask enters, looking for shelter from the nightmare outside. His mask is a little too small, only covering the top half of his already-covered face, but that seems to be intentional. Over his wraps, he wears a sleeveless leather duster and black jeans that are too short with too wide a waist, causing it to hang loosely against his bony pelvis.
Creatures with supernatural senses will detect microscopic root-like structures extending from his clothes in a 10-foot radius. An airborne mycelium, feeling and tasting around the area.
*Note: I do not have stats for this character, so please do not attack him.*
The bartender looks up from stirring together Fear and Terror shots and nods to him
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
A spindly man in black wraps and a white, expressionless, baby-like mask enters, looking for shelter from the nightmare outside. His mask is a little too small, only covering the top half of his already-covered face, but that seems to be intentional. Over his wraps, he wears a sleeveless leather duster and black jeans that are too short with too wide a waist, causing it to hang loosely against his bony pelvis.
Creatures with supernatural senses will detect microscopic root-like structures extending from his clothes in a 10-foot radius. An airborne mycelium, feeling and tasting around the area.
*Note: I do not have stats for this character, so please do not attack him.*
The bartender looks up from stirring together Fear and Terror shots and nods to him
He looks at the drinks. He rushes over with supernatural speed, examining them up close. "It looks like... you squeezed everything out other than the raw emotions. Those are pure, aren't they?"
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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.
A spindly man in black wraps and a white, expressionless, baby-like mask enters, looking for shelter from the nightmare outside. His mask is a little too small, only covering the top half of his already-covered face, but that seems to be intentional. Over his wraps, he wears a sleeveless leather duster and black jeans that are too short with too wide a waist, causing it to hang loosely against his bony pelvis.
Creatures with supernatural senses will detect microscopic root-like structures extending from his clothes in a 10-foot radius. An airborne mycelium, feeling and tasting around the area.
*Note: I do not have stats for this character, so please do not attack him.*
The bartender looks up from stirring together Fear and Terror shots and nods to him
He looks at the drinks. He rushes over with supernatural speed, examining them up close. "It looks like... you squeezed everything out other than the raw emotions. Those are pure, aren't they?"
“Yeah they’re pure. Finest, most potent emotions, steeped from nightmare’s themselves. Which of these can I get for you?”
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
He looks at the drinks. He rushes over with supernatural speed, examining them up close. "It looks like... you squeezed everything out other than the raw emotions. Those are pure, aren't they?"
“Yeah they’re pure. Finest, most potent emotions, steeped from nightmare’s themselves. Which of these can I get for you?”
He pulls out a small black coin purse with platinum embroidery. He shoves his long, thin forearm into it somehow, and pulls out a fistful of black sapphires (worth 5,000 gp each), dumping them on the table. "All of them. Please. They say thalacrose forms only in the most desperate nightmares... There could be nothing so exquisite!"
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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.
He looks at the drinks. He rushes over with supernatural speed, examining them up close. "It looks like... you squeezed everything out other than the raw emotions. Those are pure, aren't they?"
“Yeah they’re pure. Finest, most potent emotions, steeped from nightmare’s themselves. Which of these can I get for you?”
He pulls out a small black coin purse with platinum embroidery. He shoves his long, thin forearm into it somehow, and pulls out a fistful of black sapphires (worth 5,000 gp each), dumping them on the table. "All of them. Please. They say thalacrose forms only in the most desperate nightmares... There could be nothing so exquisite!"
The bartender examines the gems. “At once? Or in separate shots?”
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
He pulls out a small black coin purse with platinum embroidery. He shoves his long, thin forearm into it somehow, and pulls out a fistful of black sapphires (worth 5,000 gp each), dumping them on the table. "All of them. Please. They say thalacrose forms only in the most desperate nightmares... There could be nothing so exquisite!"
The bartender examines the gems. “At once? Or in separate shots?”
The gems seem real, and they are all cut beautifully. Many of them have brands cut into them, seemingly as a sort of autograph from "Gregor the Faminous" "Separate, please. I don't want to muddy the flavors..."
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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.
“These certainly seem like they’d fetch a pretty penny.” It sets the sapphires down. “Right then! Bring up our reserves!” it calls to a few nearby nightmare flytrap monsters. They disappear, returning a few minutes later carrying large metal reinforced barrels. “Our finest,” the Bartender selects a large gemstone and places it in a drawer beneath the bar. “Fear, Panic, Terror, Nightmare in its purest distilled form…” It starts setting glasses out on the countertop
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
“These certainly seem like they’d fetch a pretty penny.” It sets the sapphires down. “Right then! Bring up our reserves!” it calls to a few nearby nightmare flytrap monsters. They disappear, returning a few minutes later carrying large metal reinforced barrels. “Our finest,” the Bartender selects a large gemstone and places it in a drawer beneath the bar. “Fear, Panic, Terror, Nightmare in its purest distilled form…” It starts setting glasses out on the countertop
The masked man seems excited. "Itadakimasu..." he whispers, clasping his hands together and bowing his head.
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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.
“These certainly seem like they’d fetch a pretty penny.” It sets the sapphires down. “Right then! Bring up our reserves!” it calls to a few nearby nightmare flytrap monsters. They disappear, returning a few minutes later carrying large metal reinforced barrels. “Our finest,” the Bartender selects a large gemstone and places it in a drawer beneath the bar. “Fear, Panic, Terror, Nightmare in its purest distilled form…” It starts setting glasses out on the countertop
The masked man seems excited. "Itadakimasu..." he whispers, clasping his hands together and bowing his head.
“So, what will it be first?” Strange liquid, a mixture of shifting colors and light, pours out of the barrels. “Here we have a nice strong dose of Fear, over here, finest Terror…”
*gtg in a bit*
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
a small demon with a sort of… animated look to them appears on the table, with a wide smile and two stubby horns. Their skin is a shadowy black turned slightly brown due to a strange effect going on around them. Them and all of the objects they are touching look like they are being projected by an old timey projector. The demon has a tiny watch on its right wrist and is holding a cane in his left hand. Nobody pays him any mind and he starts walking around, admiring the scenery of the tavern. He takes someone’s drink from right under them and starts drinking it. The person barely notices.
anybody that roles a 20 or higher on history realizes
This is the Tavern’s old mascot. Like, from a reaaaall long time ago. Nobody talks about or even really remembers him anymore, but it’s as old as the tavern itself.
a small demon with a sort of… animated look to them appears on the table, with a wide smile and two stubby horns. Their skin is a shadowy black turned slightly brown due to a strange effect going on around them. Them and all of the objects they are touching look like they are being projected by an old timey projector. The demon has a tiny watch on its right wrist and is holding a cane in his left hand. Nobody pays him any mind and he starts walking around, admiring the scenery of the tavern. He takes someone’s drink from right under them and starts drinking it. The person barely notices.
anybody that roles a 20 or higher on history realizes
This is the Tavern’s old mascot. Like, from a reaaaall long time ago. Nobody talks about or even really remembers him anymore, but it’s as old as the tavern itself.
The bartender, oblivious to the demon, continues brewing nightmares
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
*gtg*
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
*truly Whimsical! I will intro in an hour or two*
*Woah Awe, this has really grown!*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*yeah, I knew it’d be popular! Only created two days ago though, wow. I didn’t think it’d be THIS popular!”
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
A spindly man in black wraps and a white, expressionless, baby-like mask enters, looking for shelter from the nightmare outside. His mask is a little too small, only covering the top half of his already-covered face, but that seems to be intentional. Over his wraps, he wears a sleeveless leather duster and black jeans that are too short with too wide a waist, causing it to hang loosely against his bony pelvis.
Creatures with supernatural senses will detect microscopic root-like structures extending from his clothes in a 10-foot radius. An airborne mycelium, feeling and tasting around the area.
*Note: I do not have stats for this character, so please do not attack him.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The bartender looks up from stirring together Fear and Terror shots and nods to him
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
He looks at the drinks. He rushes over with supernatural speed, examining them up close. "It looks like... you squeezed everything out other than the raw emotions. Those are pure, aren't they?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yeah they’re pure. Finest, most potent emotions, steeped from nightmare’s themselves. Which of these can I get for you?”
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
He pulls out a small black coin purse with platinum embroidery. He shoves his long, thin forearm into it somehow, and pulls out a fistful of black sapphires (worth 5,000 gp each), dumping them on the table. "All of them. Please. They say thalacrose forms only in the most desperate nightmares... There could be nothing so exquisite!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The bartender examines the gems. “At once? Or in separate shots?”
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
The gems seem real, and they are all cut beautifully. Many of them have brands cut into them, seemingly as a sort of autograph from "Gregor the Faminous"
"Separate, please. I don't want to muddy the flavors..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“These certainly seem like they’d fetch a pretty penny.” It sets the sapphires down. “Right then! Bring up our reserves!” it calls to a few nearby nightmare flytrap monsters. They disappear, returning a few minutes later carrying large metal reinforced barrels. “Our finest,” the Bartender selects a large gemstone and places it in a drawer beneath the bar. “Fear, Panic, Terror, Nightmare in its purest distilled form…” It starts setting glasses out on the countertop
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
The masked man seems excited. "Itadakimasu..." he whispers, clasping his hands together and bowing his head.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“So, what will it be first?” Strange liquid, a mixture of shifting colors and light, pours out of the barrels. “Here we have a nice strong dose of Fear, over here, finest Terror…”
*gtg in a bit*
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*hi everybody, character intro!*
a small demon with a sort of… animated look to them appears on the table, with a wide smile and two stubby horns. Their skin is a shadowy black turned slightly brown due to a strange effect going on around them. Them and all of the objects they are touching look like they are being projected by an old timey projector. The demon has a tiny watch on its right wrist and is holding a cane in his left hand. Nobody pays him any mind and he starts walking around, admiring the scenery of the tavern. He takes someone’s drink from right under them and starts drinking it. The person barely notices.
anybody that roles a 20 or higher on history realizes
This is the Tavern’s old mascot. Like, from a reaaaall long time ago. Nobody talks about or even really remembers him anymore, but it’s as old as the tavern itself.
Umbris is flickering the lights, then trying to let people into their minds.
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
The mimic that is poking through the floor is trying to eat part of the floor, presumably to make the hole it got in through wider.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Suddenly, the lights flicker. A maniacal laughter echoes through the room as Umbris floats down, shadow and all. "What do we have here?"
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
In Deep Speech, the mimic replies, {"My name is Slagrothir, the Mimic of Immense Size. Who are you?}
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
The bartender, oblivious to the demon, continues brewing nightmares
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES