“So I guess it has something to do with why you carry napkins with you?” He shrugs “Not my business.”
“At least partly right with the first bit.”
“Well what’s ya name kid? I’m Henri, a pleasure.”
“Cal.”
“Hmm. That’s a good name Cal.”
“Thanks I guess?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“So I guess it has something to do with why you carry napkins with you?” He shrugs “Not my business.”
“At least partly right with the first bit.”
“Well what’s ya name kid? I’m Henri, a pleasure.”
“Cal.”
“Hmm. That’s a good name Cal.”
“Thanks I guess?”
“Well I should start my performance again.”
“Don’t!”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
As you two talk, April rides up to the shop on a bike, a freshly groomed grey cat in the basket at the front. 'Well hey guys! Henri, what happened to your nose?' She goes to get off the bike but as she steps off, the front wheel rolls just ever so slightly forward onto a thumbtack, deflating the tire. 'Ah, dammit!', she exclaims, 'Shame I can't shrink holes!'
As you two talk, April rides up to the shop on a bike, a freshly groomed grey cat in the basket at the front. 'Well hey guys! Henri, what happened to your nose?' She goes to get off the bike but as she steps off, the front wheel rolls just ever so slightly forward onto a thumbtack, deflating the tire. 'Ah, dammit!', she exclaims, 'Shame I can't shrink holes!'
Cal snickers “I’m Cal. Henri fell while he was breakdancing. He should be fine.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
As you two talk, April rides up to the shop on a bike, a freshly groomed grey cat in the basket at the front. 'Well hey guys! Henri, what happened to your nose?' She goes to get off the bike but as she steps off, the front wheel rolls just ever so slightly forward onto a thumbtack, deflating the tire. 'Ah, dammit!', she exclaims, 'Shame I can't shrink holes!'
Cal snickers “I’m Cal. Henri fell while he was breakdancing. He should be fine.”
He waves to her “it’s nothing, I’ve had worse all my life. Good to see you April, you should have seen my performance.”
A person with dark skin, short fluffy teal hair, and 3 small rings in one ear is walking down the street, humming to music on their headphones. They wear an oversized sweatshirt with cursed cat Alastor on it, grey jeans with a faux fox tail attached, and Doc Martens. As they walk, their hair switches through four different colors and lengths, seemingly of its own accord.
They run into the total calamity that's going on down the street. Greg is still trying to hand out flyers but they keep flying out his hands whilst all sorts of things go wrong around them. He hands them a flyer to the event at the Bluebell Café, 2 o'clock, which tears down the middle as they take it, and then a bird poops on his shoulder. Things aren't going well.
"What's going on here?" they say, glancing around.
“Don’t worry about it.” This voice comes from a young man, stepping past a man who trips over right in front of him, though he ignores the man
They grow 2 inches taller. "Um, I'm ALREADY kinda worried..."
“It’s not a big deal or anything.” More bad things happen around them, more people tripping or dropping what they hold “Though I advise you don’t move to much. Might get yourself hurt.”
They sigh and begin weaving through the crowd, their size fluctuating as they move.
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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 with dark skin, short fluffy teal hair, and 3 small rings in one ear is walking down the street, humming to music on their headphones. They wear an oversized sweatshirt with cursed cat Alastor on it, grey jeans with a faux fox tail attached, and Doc Martens. As they walk, their hair switches through four different colors and lengths, seemingly of its own accord.
They run into the total calamity that's going on down the street. Greg is still trying to hand out flyers but they keep flying out his hands whilst all sorts of things go wrong around them. He hands them a flyer to the event at the Bluebell Café, 2 o'clock, which tears down the middle as they take it, and then a bird poops on his shoulder. Things aren't going well.
"What's going on here?" they say, glancing around.
“Don’t worry about it.” This voice comes from a young man, stepping past a man who trips over right in front of him, though he ignores the man
They grow 2 inches taller. "Um, I'm ALREADY kinda worried..."
“It’s not a big deal or anything.” More bad things happen around them, more people tripping or dropping what they hold “Though I advise you don’t move to much. Might get yourself hurt.”
They sigh and begin weaving through the crowd, their size fluctuating as they move.
They lose their footing multiple times, as well as their headphones slipping off somebody and hitting the ground
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A young man, maybe about 20-25 years old, can be seen approaching the cafe. He's wearing a plain white cotton t-shirt, and blue jeans, both with dark, dirty stains. His hair looks like someone scrubbed it with a crusty old mop, as does his face and hands. He looks behind him, gets temporarily blinded by the sun's reflection of a car mirror, then goes inside.
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⌜╔═════════════The Board══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Eventually, you all come round to arriving at the Bluebell Café for 2 o'clock. You head inside and find Greg leaning up against a wall in the corner of the café, now missing his jacket, next to a curious looking man seated at a large booth table, awaiting you all. He's got long blond hair with curls at the end, and is wearing a utility jacket similar to that of fishermen, with a triangular patterned blue and white gradient shirt beneath. What's most curious though, is the expertly crafted tinfoil hat on his head. You expect this is the Roland that Greg mentioned to some of you when out recruiting, and he doesn't say anything as he sees you enter, just stares intently with an inviting smile, hoping you'll come sit down.
A person with dark skin, short fluffy teal hair, and 3 small rings in one ear is walking down the street, humming to music on their headphones. They wear an oversized sweatshirt with cursed cat Alastor on it, grey jeans with a faux fox tail attached, and Doc Martens. As they walk, their hair switches through four different colors and lengths, seemingly of its own accord.
They run into the total calamity that's going on down the street. Greg is still trying to hand out flyers but they keep flying out his hands whilst all sorts of things go wrong around them. He hands them a flyer to the event at the Bluebell Café, 2 o'clock, which tears down the middle as they take it, and then a bird poops on his shoulder. Things aren't going well.
"What's going on here?" they say, glancing around.
“Don’t worry about it.” This voice comes from a young man, stepping past a man who trips over right in front of him, though he ignores the man
They grow 2 inches taller. "Um, I'm ALREADY kinda worried..."
“It’s not a big deal or anything.” More bad things happen around them, more people tripping or dropping what they hold “Though I advise you don’t move to much. Might get yourself hurt.”
They sigh and begin weaving through the crowd, their size fluctuating as they move.
They lose their footing multiple times, as well as their headphones slipping off somebody and hitting the ground
They pick up their headphones, hissing in annoyance.
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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 with dark skin, short fluffy teal hair, and 3 small rings in one ear is walking down the street, humming to music on their headphones. They wear an oversized sweatshirt with cursed cat Alastor on it, grey jeans with a faux fox tail attached, and Doc Martens. As they walk, their hair switches through four different colors and lengths, seemingly of its own accord.
They run into the total calamity that's going on down the street. Greg is still trying to hand out flyers but they keep flying out his hands whilst all sorts of things go wrong around them. He hands them a flyer to the event at the Bluebell Café, 2 o'clock, which tears down the middle as they take it, and then a bird poops on his shoulder. Things aren't going well.
"What's going on here?" they say, glancing around.
“Don’t worry about it.” This voice comes from a young man, stepping past a man who trips over right in front of him, though he ignores the man
They grow 2 inches taller. "Um, I'm ALREADY kinda worried..."
“It’s not a big deal or anything.” More bad things happen around them, more people tripping or dropping what they hold “Though I advise you don’t move to much. Might get yourself hurt.”
They sigh and begin weaving through the crowd, their size fluctuating as they move.
They lose their footing multiple times, as well as their headphones slipping off somebody and hitting the ground
They pick up their headphones, hissing in annoyance.
Cal stands next to them “I told you.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Eventually, you all come round to arriving at the Bluebell Café for 2 o'clock. You head inside and find Greg leaning up against a wall in the corner of the café, now missing his jacket, next to a curious looking man seated at a large booth table, awaiting you all. He's got long blond hair with curls at the end, and is wearing a utility jacket similar to that of fishermen, with a triangular patterned blue and white gradient shirt beneath. What's most curious though, is the expertly crafted tinfoil hat on his head. You expect this is the Roland that Greg mentioned to some of you when out recruiting, and he doesn't say anything as he sees you enter, just stares intently with an inviting smile, hoping you'll come sit down.
Henri takes a seat where he can still be comfortable and close. Smiling at his friend and his bud. He takes the rest of the tips he got from his dancing and gives it to his friend, not going to have him say no to the gift. He then takes his seat, the napkins in his nose almost complete soaked in blood at this point, but doesn’t seem to mind. He waits for the preaching to begin.
Roland doesn't question your bloodied nose (which makes sense considering his odd fashion choices) and welcomes you in a dreamy voice. April sits in the seat next to you, and Roland says 'I will wait for a few others before revealing my truths' [Basically if you wanna jump in with the main storyline, have your character show up at the cafe and sit down]
He wraps an arm around April's shoulder in friendship, and orders them both a drink with the remaining tip money he has (Because inflation hasn't hit this world as hard just yet), making sure to ask her what she likes before ordering. He then orders himself a cup of lemon tea, making sure its steaming hot when he gets it.
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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.
April doesn't mind having an arm round her, but mainly focusses with cat on her lap. She says 'I'll just take a mango smoothie if it's available, and possibly a saucer of milk for January too?' Looking at your likely strange expression, she says 'Oh, did I not say? That's what my cat's called, I wanted to name him after a month since y'know, April, and so because he's grey and January is the greyest month of the year, it fits perfectly!'
He just shakes his head, chuckling "You are something else aren't you?" He claps his hands, and suddenly a dog is sitting at his legs, seemingly unbothered by the teleportation or the nearby cat. He scratches the dog's head as it looks at his bloody nose for a moment "Hey there bud. This is April." He gestures to April and the dog sniffs her legs before laying down at Henri's.
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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.
Cal spins into the cafe, singing “Owner of a Lonely Heart” quietly. He takes a seat and puts his head down on the table, still singing
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
April laughs and looks down at the dog and says 'Guessing they're yours? What's there name?'
Roland welcomes Cal and then checks his watch, saying 'Huh, thought we'd have more of a turnout, it's five past two already!' Greg leans forward and says 'Uhh, no it isn't? This lot are early.' Roland looks between him and his watch, and then checks his phone before realising his watch has been 15 minutes fast this whole time. He comically slaps his forehead and says bewilderedly 'When did that happen?!'
“Thanks I guess?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Well I should start my performance again.”
“Don’t!”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
As you two talk, April rides up to the shop on a bike, a freshly groomed grey cat in the basket at the front. 'Well hey guys! Henri, what happened to your nose?' She goes to get off the bike but as she steps off, the front wheel rolls just ever so slightly forward onto a thumbtack, deflating the tire. 'Ah, dammit!', she exclaims, 'Shame I can't shrink holes!'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
Cal snickers “I’m Cal. Henri fell while he was breakdancing. He should be fine.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
He waves to her “it’s nothing, I’ve had worse all my life. Good to see you April, you should have seen my performance.”
They sigh and begin weaving through the crowd, their size fluctuating as they move.
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
They lose their footing multiple times, as well as their headphones slipping off somebody and hitting the ground
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*OH MY GARSH SORRY I'M LATE
CARROT CAKE
ok.*
A young man, maybe about 20-25 years old, can be seen approaching the cafe. He's wearing a plain white cotton t-shirt, and blue jeans, both with dark, dirty stains. His hair looks like someone scrubbed it with a crusty old mop, as does his face and hands. He looks behind him, gets temporarily blinded by the sun's reflection of a car mirror, then goes inside.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
Eventually, you all come round to arriving at the Bluebell Café for 2 o'clock. You head inside and find Greg leaning up against a wall in the corner of the café, now missing his jacket, next to a curious looking man seated at a large booth table, awaiting you all. He's got long blond hair with curls at the end, and is wearing a utility jacket similar to that of fishermen, with a triangular patterned blue and white gradient shirt beneath. What's most curious though, is the expertly crafted tinfoil hat on his head. You expect this is the Roland that Greg mentioned to some of you when out recruiting, and he doesn't say anything as he sees you enter, just stares intently with an inviting smile, hoping you'll come sit down.
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
They pick up their headphones, hissing in annoyance.
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
Cal stands next to them “I told you.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Henri takes a seat where he can still be comfortable and close. Smiling at his friend and his bud. He takes the rest of the tips he got from his dancing and gives it to his friend, not going to have him say no to the gift. He then takes his seat, the napkins in his nose almost complete soaked in blood at this point, but doesn’t seem to mind. He waits for the preaching to begin.
Roland doesn't question your bloodied nose (which makes sense considering his odd fashion choices) and welcomes you in a dreamy voice. April sits in the seat next to you, and Roland says 'I will wait for a few others before revealing my truths' [Basically if you wanna jump in with the main storyline, have your character show up at the cafe and sit down]
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
He wraps an arm around April's shoulder in friendship, and orders them both a drink with the remaining tip money he has (Because inflation hasn't hit this world as hard just yet), making sure to ask her what she likes before ordering. He then orders himself a cup of lemon tea, making sure its steaming hot when he gets it.
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
April doesn't mind having an arm round her, but mainly focusses with cat on her lap. She says 'I'll just take a mango smoothie if it's available, and possibly a saucer of milk for January too?' Looking at your likely strange expression, she says 'Oh, did I not say? That's what my cat's called, I wanted to name him after a month since y'know, April, and so because he's grey and January is the greyest month of the year, it fits perfectly!'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
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
Cal spins into the cafe, singing “Owner of a Lonely Heart” quietly. He takes a seat and puts his head down on the table, still singing
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
April laughs and looks down at the dog and says 'Guessing they're yours? What's there name?'
Roland welcomes Cal and then checks his watch, saying 'Huh, thought we'd have more of a turnout, it's five past two already!' Greg leans forward and says 'Uhh, no it isn't? This lot are early.' Roland looks between him and his watch, and then checks his phone before realising his watch has been 15 minutes fast this whole time. He comically slaps his forehead and says bewilderedly 'When did that happen?!'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
He chuckles and rubs the dog's head "Rocky's his name, and if he wasn't mine I would be worried."
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