Abalone “Twister” Aikan wanders in, trailing Stygian water that sizzles gently against the floorboards. They carry a leather bag chock-full of various sorts of instruments — it’s taller than the genasi themself and looks comically heavy.
Arthur looks over from where he's standing behind the bar, a smile on his face. He doesn't make any comments yet though.
Twister approaches the bar airily, not a care in the world. They examine the selection for some time before making his choice — cold-pressed Orange Juice mixed with a pinch of mango and a freshly squeezed lemon.
"An excellent choice." Arthur nods and smiles, before pouring the cold pressed Orange Juice with the chosen extras pinched and squeezed in, and giving it a little stir. "How might your day be going, if I may ask?"
“Nothing too special, mate. Jus’ another day in paradise.” They smile cheekily, sipping the beverage.
He gives a soundless chuckle in return. "Glad you're enjoying yourself. Can I get you any bar snacks?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A little kobold with a striped apron and mad scientist gloves walks into the bar. He tosses a doctor's bag onto the bar and struggles to climb onto the stool despite there being other seating options more suitable to a creature of his size. Despite this whole situation, he seems pretty jolly. "Greetings!"
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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.
Abalone “Twister” Aikan wanders in, trailing Stygian water that sizzles gently against the floorboards. They carry a leather bag chock-full of various sorts of instruments — it’s taller than the genasi themself and looks comically heavy.
Arthur looks over from where he's standing behind the bar, a smile on his face. He doesn't make any comments yet though.
Twister approaches the bar airily, not a care in the world. They examine the selection for some time before making his choice — cold-pressed Orange Juice mixed with a pinch of mango and a freshly squeezed lemon.
"An excellent choice." Arthur nods and smiles, before pouring the cold pressed Orange Juice with the chosen extras pinched and squeezed in, and giving it a little stir. "How might your day be going, if I may ask?"
“Nothing too special, mate. Jus’ another day in paradise.” They smile cheekily, sipping the beverage.
He gives a soundless chuckle in return. "Glad you're enjoying yourself. Can I get you any bar snacks?"
A little kobold with a striped apron and mad scientist gloves walks into the bar. He tosses a doctor's bag onto the bar and struggles to climb onto the stool despite there being other seating options more suitable to a creature of his size. Despite this whole situation, he seems pretty jolly. "Greetings!"
"Well hello there!" Arthur smiles warmly. "What can I get you?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Abalone “Twister” Aikan wanders in, trailing Stygian water that sizzles gently against the floorboards. They carry a leather bag chock-full of various sorts of instruments — it’s taller than the genasi themself and looks comically heavy.
Arthur looks over from where he's standing behind the bar, a smile on his face. He doesn't make any comments yet though.
Twister approaches the bar airily, not a care in the world. They examine the selection for some time before making his choice — cold-pressed Orange Juice mixed with a pinch of mango and a freshly squeezed lemon.
"An excellent choice." Arthur nods and smiles, before pouring the cold pressed Orange Juice with the chosen extras pinched and squeezed in, and giving it a little stir. "How might your day be going, if I may ask?"
“Nothing too special, mate. Jus’ another day in paradise.” They smile cheekily, sipping the beverage.
He gives a soundless chuckle in return. "Glad you're enjoying yourself. Can I get you any bar snacks?"
They shrug. “I dunno. Whaddya got?”
"Crisps, (chips, but we call them crisps in the uk and Arthur is cannonly british), sausage rolls, salads, even muffins."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Abalone “Twister” Aikan wanders in, trailing Stygian water that sizzles gently against the floorboards. They carry a leather bag chock-full of various sorts of instruments — it’s taller than the genasi themself and looks comically heavy.
Arthur looks over from where he's standing behind the bar, a smile on his face. He doesn't make any comments yet though.
Twister approaches the bar airily, not a care in the world. They examine the selection for some time before making his choice — cold-pressed Orange Juice mixed with a pinch of mango and a freshly squeezed lemon.
"An excellent choice." Arthur nods and smiles, before pouring the cold pressed Orange Juice with the chosen extras pinched and squeezed in, and giving it a little stir. "How might your day be going, if I may ask?"
“Nothing too special, mate. Jus’ another day in paradise.” They smile cheekily, sipping the beverage.
He gives a soundless chuckle in return. "Glad you're enjoying yourself. Can I get you any bar snacks?"
They shrug. “I dunno. Whaddya got?”
"Crisps, (chips, but we call them crisps in the uk and Arthur is cannonly british), sausage rolls, salads, even muffins."
“Than I’ll take a muffin!” Abalone’s face has become tinted ever-so-slightly orange.
A little kobold with a striped apron and mad scientist gloves walks into the bar. He tosses a doctor's bag onto the bar and struggles to climb onto the stool despite there being other seating options more suitable to a creature of his size. Despite this whole situation, he seems pretty jolly. "Greetings!"
"Well hello there!" Arthur smiles warmly. "What can I get you?"
The kobold smiles back as he finally clambers fully onto the seat. "Just some beer, please. The sweet, old-fashioned kind if you have it. Oh, and if you can tell me if anyone gets sick or injured, that would be great."
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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 man walks through the ship silently. He wears a sable mantle draped across his shoulders that hangs down to his feet. A red waistcoat with silver buttons can be seen under it and his sleeves and trousers are grey. Black boots adorn his feet and silver buckles glint in the light. His shoes aren't the only thing with buckles, he wears a pilgrim style hat with a silver buckle as well. His face is sharp, his eyes cold and grey, his thin nose pointed and bent, and his clean, closely shaved beard is black with specks of white hair. He walks through the halls and the lights flicker as he passes by.
A little kobold with a striped apron and mad scientist gloves walks into the bar. He tosses a doctor's bag onto the bar and struggles to climb onto the stool despite there being other seating options more suitable to a creature of his size. Despite this whole situation, he seems pretty jolly. "Greetings!"
"Well hello there!" Arthur smiles warmly. "What can I get you?"
The kobold smiles back as he finally clambers fully onto the seat. "Just some beer, please. The sweet, old-fashioned kind if you have it. Oh, and if you can tell me if anyone gets sick or injured, that would be great."
Entering the tavern now is.... Silyxer. Silyxer is a male kitsune of tall stature, he holds himself with confidence as he walks through the tavern to sit at the bar. Oh, and also, he's dead. Well, I think so? His fur is comprised of a blue nebulous energy, slightly opaque. his skeleton is completely visible, almost as if someone through a skeleton into a kitsune jello mold and made the jello too clear. Anyway.. He orders one mug of the house special.
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Entering the tavern now is.... Silyxer. Silyxer is a male kitsune of tall stature, he holds himself with confidence as he walks through the tavern to sit at the bar. Oh, and also, he's dead. Well, I think so? His fur is comprised of a blue nebulous energy, slightly opaque. his skeleton is completely visible, almost as if someone through a skeleton into a kitsune jello mold and made the jello too clear. Anyway.. He orders one mug of the house special.
Silyxer takes a moment to take in his surroundings. He notices eyes on him and turns to Arp, a friendly look on his dead face
"Hello there, my good fellow."
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His eyes narrow and he scoots his chair further away from her with mild apprehension. He holds his paws together and contorts his fingers as if trying to crack them- he fails as there is no air to expel from his joints.
"My name is Silyxer and I am what is known in my home as a lingering will. I am a kitsune. That is all I am and ever will be"
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His eyes narrow and he scoots his chair further away from her with mild apprehension. He holds his paws together and contorts his fingers as if trying to crack them- he fails as there is no air to expel from his joints.
"My name is Silyxer and I am what is known in my home as a lingering will. I am a kitsune. That is all I am and ever will be"
Silyxer pauses for a brief moment, rubbing the underside of his snout with a paw, lost in thought
"Yes, I am new here.. But, privy, I had no idea the Arp model went up to three, we only had Arp1 where I come from. when was this developed"
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*Would a kobold necromancer/doctor make sense, or would that be dumb?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He gives a soundless chuckle in return. "Glad you're enjoying yourself. Can I get you any bar snacks?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*I honestly had you in mind when creating this tavern. Nothing is too dumb here, anyone can turn up, even your weird and wonderful characters :D*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Awesome! I never thought I would have such a big impact on something like this!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A little kobold with a striped apron and mad scientist gloves walks into the bar. He tosses a doctor's bag onto the bar and struggles to climb onto the stool despite there being other seating options more suitable to a creature of his size. Despite this whole situation, he seems pretty jolly. "Greetings!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They shrug. “I dunno. Whaddya got?”
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"Well hello there!" Arthur smiles warmly. "What can I get you?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Crisps, (chips, but we call them crisps in the uk and Arthur is cannonly british), sausage rolls, salads, even muffins."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
“Than I’ll take a muffin!” Abalone’s face has become tinted ever-so-slightly orange.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
The kobold smiles back as he finally clambers fully onto the seat. "Just some beer, please. The sweet, old-fashioned kind if you have it. Oh, and if you can tell me if anyone gets sick or injured, that would be great."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A man walks through the ship silently. He wears a sable mantle draped across his shoulders that hangs down to his feet. A red waistcoat with silver buttons can be seen under it and his sleeves and trousers are grey. Black boots adorn his feet and silver buckles glint in the light. His shoes aren't the only thing with buckles, he wears a pilgrim style hat with a silver buckle as well. His face is sharp, his eyes cold and grey, his thin nose pointed and bent, and his clean, closely shaved beard is black with specks of white hair. He walks through the halls and the lights flicker as he passes by.
Arp stares over at the kobold
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Entering the tavern now is.... Silyxer. Silyxer is a male kitsune of tall stature, he holds himself with confidence as he walks through the tavern to sit at the bar. Oh, and also, he's dead. Well, I think so? His fur is comprised of a blue nebulous energy, slightly opaque. his skeleton is completely visible, almost as if someone through a skeleton into a kitsune jello mold and made the jello too clear. Anyway.. He orders one mug of the house special.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Arp looks at Silyxer, unimpressed
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Silyxer takes a moment to take in his surroundings. He notices eyes on him and turns to Arp, a friendly look on his dead face
"Hello there, my good fellow."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
She hisses at him "Who the [GP] are you?..."
*found my art of her: https://sketch.pixiv.net/items/5311018576738065002*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
His eyes narrow and he scoots his chair further away from her with mild apprehension. He holds his paws together and contorts his fingers as if trying to crack them- he fails as there is no air to expel from his joints.
"My name is Silyxer and I am what is known in my home as a lingering will. I am a kitsune. That is all I am and ever will be"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Arps paws clunch
"Great... I'm Arp3! you new here?..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Arp... three?"
Silyxer pauses for a brief moment, rubbing the underside of his snout with a paw, lost in thought
"Yes, I am new here.. But, privy, I had no idea the Arp model went up to three, we only had Arp1 where I come from. when was this developed"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"The Wha- HOW MANY INOCENT ANIMALS DID THEY KIDNAP!?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.