Deep beneath the seas of Lubridium sits the ruins of the lost city Atlantis. The sunlight doesn't reach down here, but the whole city is illuminated by a surreal and pale light tower near the center. The ruins stretch on as far as the eye can see. In its prime, this city must have been huge.
No buildings are left intact, save one — The Jewel of Atlantis. It’s a small building made of cracked stone and waterlogged wood. The tavern serves as a place for those shunned by society, or just someone who needs a place to rest. Really just anyone that doesn't have a problem with the customers. The regulars at the tavern are mostly old and grizzled sea monstrosities, but if something other than them makes it to the tavern, they are accepting . . . enough. The bartender here is an ancient crustacean-like, barnacle-encrusted, seaweed-bearded gentleman named Barbatos. He may look grim, but he's kind enough to have a chat with. I encourage you to talk to him.
Bakos: The three islands of Bakos are the closest to the ruins of Atlantis. We get a lot of guests from there. Tarasque has so kindly decided to run the majority of the events that happen on the islands, so refer to them instead of me when involving the islands please :)
Long, LONG ago, before the land-bound hassles such as queens and empires plagued this world, Atlantis was the largest and most prosperous city in the world. Ruled by Poseidon himself. It was the center of many trade systems and routes under the sea. It brought gods and demigods to its plaza, it brought old friends together, and it was the light in the darkness of the deep sea. However, like all good things, it eventually fell. The exact details and causes of it's destruction have been lost to time, something about a massive earthquake, but if you wanna learn more, ask Barbatos or some other regular. Anyway, its destruction ruined Poseidon. Having lost his following and power, he was reduced to a sea monster similar to the ones you see around you, a shell of his former glory. He sought refuge in one of the last building still standing; this one. He stayed here for several days, his presence eventually attracting a crowd of creatures seeking refuge as well. Poseidon grew fond of this crew, and decided to dedicate this building as a tavern for those in need. He created Barbatos to take care of the building and bar tend, then he used his little power left to light up Atlantis for us.
This tavern is set in the world of Lubridium, which is home to your favorite ships like The Bloody Barnacle, The Gut, and The Athene Crusader. It takes place during the same time as the events in the Bloody Barnacle, give or take a couple years. Y'know what that means! CROSSOVERS! Feel free to bring in any of your Lubridium characters.
Heads up: This tavern is also at the floor of the ocean in the deepest seas of Lubridium. The typical characters expected are sea monstrosities and Eldritch Horrors, but that is not a restriction at all! Any character can be here for any reason, whether that's a scuba diver or someone lost at sea in a shipwreck.
Rules:
You guys know the deal by now.
Be kind.
Characters can be up to level 15 or CR 9.
Have fun.
Keep it PG-13 (Romance has started to become more frequent on the threads, and I'm totally cool with that, but no fade to blacks or anything of the sort. I doubt there will be any romance on this thread though lol.)
Put your favorite seafood in your first post for funsies.
Try our saltwater taffy!
Mods: Gradius, Arch, Jester, Tarasque, and Nothic.
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
"Ah, quite the trinket, lassy." He knocks on the bar in front of him, gesturing for her to have a seat. "Let me serve you up right."
*Scallops. Near impossible to get where I live, so when I can get them by the coast it’s half an hour of heaven.*
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.
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
"Ah, quite the trinket, lassy." He knocks on the bar in front of him, gesturing for her to have a seat. "Let me serve you up right."
*they use they/them pronouns btw*
They take a seat. "Thank you."
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Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
"Ah, quite the trinket, lassy." He knocks on the bar in front of him, gesturing for her to have a seat. "Let me serve you up right."
*they use they/them pronouns btw*
They take a seat. "Thank you."
*Oh mb*
"That lute must be mighty out of tune from the pressure down here. Maybe get it tuned up while I fix ya a drink."
*Scallops. Near impossible to get where I live, so when I can get them by the coast it’s half an hour of heaven.*
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.
Barbatos cocks his head, his neck joints crunching. "Ya handlin yerself, Twister? That bag don't look very light."
The sound of sizzling and the smell of burning can be heard from the kitchen. Anyone who goes inside would see a giant of a Sea elf, cleaning dishes and making sure meals are prepared for future customers. There is a battle axe on display in the kitchen, seemingly untouched in years. His apron is covered in old blood and stains as he works.
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
"Ah, quite the trinket, lassy." He knocks on the bar in front of him, gesturing for her to have a seat. "Let me serve you up right."
*they use they/them pronouns btw*
They take a seat. "Thank you."
*Oh mb*
"That lute must be mighty out of tune from the pressure down here. Maybe get it tuned up while I fix ya a drink."
"Alright." They begin tuning their lute.
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Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
"Ah, quite the trinket, lassy." He knocks on the bar in front of him, gesturing for her to have a seat. "Let me serve you up right."
*they use they/them pronouns btw*
They take a seat. "Thank you."
*Oh mb*
"That lute must be mighty out of tune from the pressure down here. Maybe get it tuned up while I fix ya a drink."
"Alright." They begin tuning their lute.
"Whaddaya want? Virgin? Sparkling? Pick yer poison."
Welcome, monster or not!
To the Jewel of Atlantis.
Deep beneath the seas of Lubridium sits the ruins of the lost city Atlantis. The sunlight doesn't reach down here, but the whole city is illuminated by a surreal and pale light tower near the center. The ruins stretch on as far as the eye can see. In its prime, this city must have been huge.
No buildings are left intact, save one — The Jewel of Atlantis. It’s a small building made of cracked stone and waterlogged wood. The tavern serves as a place for those shunned by society, or just someone who needs a place to rest. Really just anyone that doesn't have a problem with the customers. The regulars at the tavern are mostly old and grizzled sea monstrosities, but if something other than them makes it to the tavern, they are accepting . . . enough. The bartender here is an ancient crustacean-like, barnacle-encrusted, seaweed-bearded gentleman named Barbatos. He may look grim, but he's kind enough to have a chat with. I encourage you to talk to him.
Bakos: The three islands of Bakos are the closest to the ruins of Atlantis. We get a lot of guests from there. Tarasque has so kindly decided to run the majority of the events that happen on the islands, so refer to them instead of me when involving the islands please :)
Here's the map of the Bakos archipelago by Tarasque. https://sketch.pixiv.net/items/8050531526183317614
Lore that is common knowledge in the tavern:
Long, LONG ago, before the land-bound hassles such as queens and empires plagued this world, Atlantis was the largest and most prosperous city in the world. Ruled by Poseidon himself. It was the center of many trade systems and routes under the sea. It brought gods and demigods to its plaza, it brought old friends together, and it was the light in the darkness of the deep sea. However, like all good things, it eventually fell. The exact details and causes of it's destruction have been lost to time, something about a massive earthquake, but if you wanna learn more, ask Barbatos or some other regular. Anyway, its destruction ruined Poseidon. Having lost his following and power, he was reduced to a sea monster similar to the ones you see around you, a shell of his former glory. He sought refuge in one of the last building still standing; this one. He stayed here for several days, his presence eventually attracting a crowd of creatures seeking refuge as well. Poseidon grew fond of this crew, and decided to dedicate this building as a tavern for those in need. He created Barbatos to take care of the building and bar tend, then he used his little power left to light up Atlantis for us.
This tavern is set in the world of Lubridium, which is home to your favorite ships like The Bloody Barnacle, The Gut, and The Athene Crusader. It takes place during the same time as the events in the Bloody Barnacle, give or take a couple years. Y'know what that means! CROSSOVERS! Feel free to bring in any of your Lubridium characters.
Heads up: This tavern is also at the floor of the ocean in the deepest seas of Lubridium. The typical characters expected are sea monstrosities and Eldritch Horrors, but that is not a restriction at all! Any character can be here for any reason, whether that's a scuba diver or someone lost at sea in a shipwreck.
Rules:
You guys know the deal by now.
Be kind.
Characters can be up to level 15 or CR 9.
Have fun.
Keep it PG-13 (Romance has started to become more frequent on the threads, and I'm totally cool with that, but no fade to blacks or anything of the sort. I doubt there will be any romance on this thread though lol.)
Put your favorite seafood in your first post for funsies.
Try our saltwater taffy!
Mods: Gradius, Arch, Jester, Tarasque, and Nothic.
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
A person (they appear to be an elf) who has short (like a pixie cut) jet black hair with green tips, a gold necklace inlaid with a sapphire, and a lute slung over their back comes in. "Hello."
*edit: my favorite seafood is salmon sashimi*
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
Barbatos turns his head from behind the counter. His joints creak and crunch and a couple barnacles crumble off his chest. He speaks in a low, gravelly voice. "An elf? How'd you manage to make it the ocean floor?"
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*lemme make a char and ill intro*
*can I start w magic items?*
"Big sword, bigger brain"
-BigBrainGoblin
*Start with wtv you want. Your character can be up to 15th level after all.*
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
"This. It's a Necklace of Adaptation! I found it on the beach, and decided to explore." they say.
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
"Ah, quite the trinket, lassy." He knocks on the bar in front of him, gesturing for her to have a seat. "Let me serve you up right."
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*Scallops. Near impossible to get where I live, so when I can get them by the coast it’s half an hour of heaven.*
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.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*they use they/them pronouns btw*
They take a seat. "Thank you."
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
*Oh mb*
"That lute must be mighty out of tune from the pressure down here. Maybe get it tuned up while I fix ya a drink."
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As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
Barbatos cocks his head, his neck joints crunching. "Ya handlin yerself, Twister? That bag don't look very light."
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As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*are there guns in this setting?*
"Big sword, bigger brain"
-BigBrainGoblin
*Early gunpowder weapons, yeah. Like flintlocks and shotguns. They won't function most likely though, as the tavern is at the ocean floor.*
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
The sound of sizzling and the smell of burning can be heard from the kitchen. Anyone who goes inside would see a giant of a Sea elf, cleaning dishes and making sure meals are prepared for future customers. There is a battle axe on display in the kitchen, seemingly untouched in years. His apron is covered in old blood and stains as he works.
*Also Crab*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
A goblin walks in they are covered in seaweed-like clothes and have long black hair. They are covered in many amulets and rings. (Char name Brine)
"Big sword, bigger brain"
-BigBrainGoblin
gtg
"Big sword, bigger brain"
-BigBrainGoblin
"Alright." They begin tuning their lute.
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
*ngl, not much a seafood guy. Picky eater. But will definitely intro here soon, 100%.*
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
"Whaddaya want? Virgin? Sparkling? Pick yer poison."
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*Im back*
*fave seafood... crabs? (im from Maryland don't judge)
"Big sword, bigger brain"
-BigBrainGoblin