The masked man is drinking copious amounts of nightmares and eating bizarre foods that seem to be made from life native to the nightmare. His mouth is below his baby-like mask and it is massive, filled with crooked yellow teeth that crunch through bone as if it were nothing.
Uncle Pastel singing karaoke. His voice is deep and sonorous. He's clearly an experienced singer, but he doesn't know the song very well.
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams.
The Mimic starts moving more and more of its body out of the hole...
*How big is the tavern?*
*It depends. It kinda shifts and grows over time.*
*How big is it right now? I'd like to know.*
*the whole tavern is hard to grasp, what with all the shifting and warping of the Nightmare’s Claw. The main bar room itself right now is about twenty by ten feet, give or take.*
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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!”
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
The bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
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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!”
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
The bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
"Thank you, my good friend. Now the fun can begin! You don't happen to know of anyone easy to scare, do you?"
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
*the whole tavern is hard to grasp, what with all the shifting and warping of the Nightmare’s Claw. The main bar room itself right now is about twenty by ten feet, give or take.*
*Does it stretch?*
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
*the whole tavern is hard to grasp, what with all the shifting and warping of the Nightmare’s Claw. The main bar room itself right now is about twenty by ten feet, give or take.*
*Does it stretch?*
*yes. A lot. But people don’t usually notice unless it’s very extreme.*
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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!”
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
The bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
"Thank you, my good friend. Now the fun can begin! You don't happen to know of anyone easy to scare, do you?"
“Most… things… around here are more fear than fearful. You might find the occasional mortal dreamwalker or planeshifter, maybe even a foolish sorcerer, who blunders here.”
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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!”
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
The bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
"Thank you, my good friend. Now the fun can begin! You don't happen to know of anyone easy to scare, do you?"
“Most… things… around here are more fear than fearful. You might find the occasional mortal dreamwalker or planeshifter, maybe even a foolish sorcerer, who blunders here.”
"Thank you for the advice! I'll go off to find one of them now." He floats off, looking for those types of people.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
*the whole tavern is hard to grasp, what with all the shifting and warping of the Nightmare’s Claw. The main bar room itself right now is about twenty by ten feet, give or take.*
*Does it stretch?*
*yes. A lot. But people don’t usually notice unless it’s very extreme.*
*okay.*
The mimic, Slagrothir, keeps pushing itself out of the hole in the floor, getting bigger and bigger, eventually pulling its entire body out of the hole.
Slagrothir is 400 feet wide, 650 feet long, and 350 feet tall.
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
The bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
"Thank you, my good friend. Now the fun can begin! You don't happen to know of anyone easy to scare, do you?"
“Most… things… around here are more fear than fearful. You might find the occasional mortal dreamwalker or planeshifter, maybe even a foolish sorcerer, who blunders here.”
"Thank you for the advice! I'll go off to find one of them now." He floats off, looking for those types of people.
Perhaps an investigation check?
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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!”
*the whole tavern is hard to grasp, what with all the shifting and warping of the Nightmare’s Claw. The main bar room itself right now is about twenty by ten feet, give or take.*
*Does it stretch?*
*yes. A lot. But people don’t usually notice unless it’s very extreme.*
*okay.*
The mimic, Slagrothir, keeps pushing itself out of the hole in the floor, getting bigger and bigger, eventually pulling its entire body out of the hole.
Slagrothir is 400 feet wide, 650 feet long, and 350 feet tall.
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
The bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
"Thank you, my good friend. Now the fun can begin! You don't happen to know of anyone easy to scare, do you?"
“Most… things… around here are more fear than fearful. You might find the occasional mortal dreamwalker or planeshifter, maybe even a foolish sorcerer, who blunders here.”
"Thank you for the advice! I'll go off to find one of them now." He floats off, looking for those types of people.
Perhaps an investigation check?
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
The masked man is drinking copious amounts of nightmares and eating bizarre foods that seem to be made from life native to the nightmare. His mouth is below his baby-like mask and it is massive, filled with crooked yellow teeth that crunch through bone as if it were nothing.
Uncle Pastel singing karaoke. His voice is deep and sonorous. He's clearly an experienced singer, but he doesn't know the song very well.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
*Morning all!*
The bartender is silently working away, brewing more dreams
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
Umbris floats over. "May I have a bottle of fear? I need it for an experiment of mine."
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 starts moving more and more of its body out of the hole...
*How big is the tavern?*
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."
“Ya got gold?” The bartender pulls a dusty bottle from beneath the bar
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
*It depends. It kinda shifts and grows over time.*
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
"Well, being made of shadow, I can't carry it on me. But I have my reserves." The lights go out for a second. When they return, the proper amount of gold lies on the counter.
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
*How big is it right now? I'd like to know.*
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 whole tavern is hard to grasp, what with all the shifting and warping of the Nightmare’s Claw. The main bar room itself right now is about twenty by ten feet, give or take.*
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 bartender snatches up the gold, counting it carefully, then pushes the bottle across. “Pure distilled fear.”
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
"Thank you, my good friend. Now the fun can begin! You don't happen to know of anyone easy to scare, do you?"
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
*Does it stretch?*
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."
*yes. A lot. But people don’t usually notice unless it’s very extreme.*
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
Gregor is burying a bunch of half-eaten nightmare beasts outside, pausing frequently to guzzle a bottle of freshly harvested blood.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
“Most… things… around here are more fear than fearful. You might find the occasional mortal dreamwalker or planeshifter, maybe even a foolish sorcerer, who blunders here.”
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
"Thank you for the advice! I'll go off to find one of them now." He floats off, looking for those types of people.
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
*okay.*
The mimic, Slagrothir, keeps pushing itself out of the hole in the floor, getting bigger and bigger, eventually pulling its entire body out of the hole.
Slagrothir is 400 feet wide, 650 feet long, and 350 feet tall.
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."
Perhaps an investigation check?
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
*Die Röhren-Gräueltat*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
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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