An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
"What? Whhose kid?"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
"What? Whhose kid?"
The Light blue dragonborn waves at you, "hello"
"... Hello."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
"What? Whhose kid?"
The Light blue dragonborn waves at you, "hello"
"... Hello."
His face darkened "what brings you here?"
"... What do you know of... wordless... magic."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
"What? Whhose kid?"
The Light blue dragonborn waves at you, "hello"
"... Hello."
His face darkened "what brings you here?"
"... What do you know of... wordless... magic."
The room lights up with blue light
"Hm. So you are indeed well versed in these types of spellcasting..."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
"What? Whhose kid?"
The Light blue dragonborn waves at you, "hello"
"... Hello."
His face darkened "what brings you here?"
"... What do you know of... wordless... magic."
The room lights up with blue light
"Hm. So you are indeed well versed in these types of spellcasting..."
he nods, you notice he doesn't speak that much.
"Well..." He looks around warily, and whispers into the dragonborn's ears. "It has been said in many back ally places that the Undying King has... unlocked something of great power... the Name of Names... and I believe only wordless magic may be able to dispose of him..."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A coughing young man with black hair, light skin, and gray eyes walks into the bar. He’s holding a pipe and coughing. “Water…” He chokes out.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
An older man walks in, muttering something about a moving path.
"Blasted road... Won't sit still!"
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
"What? Whhose kid?"
The Light blue dragonborn waves at you, "hello"
"... Hello."
His face darkened "what brings you here?"
"... What do you know of... wordless... magic."
The room lights up with blue light
"Hm. So you are indeed well versed in these types of spellcasting..."
he nods, you notice he doesn't speak that much.
"Well..." He looks around warily, and whispers into the dragonborn's ears. "It has been said in many back ally places that the Undying King has... unlocked something of great power... the Name of Names... and I believe only wordless magic may be able to dispose of him..."
"we aren't going to defeat him that easily, we need something else" You notice again his mouth doesn't move when saying this, and it is telepathy
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Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
"ah a newcomer" Brom sidles over to the man
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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Brom gestures to you "let me show you to a table" He leads you to a table with a teenager Dragonborn
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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He starts muttering random word under his breath, and Brom would recognize the occasional Word of Power.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
Brom recognized this and prompted him to the table "hmm another one who has talent, I think you'll get along with this kid"
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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"What? Whhose kid?"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
The Light blue dragonborn waves at you, "hello"
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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"... Hello."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
His face darkened "what brings you here?"
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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"... What do you know of... wordless... magic."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
The room lights up with blue light
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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"Hm. So you are indeed well versed in these types of spellcasting..."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
he nods, you notice he doesn't speak that much.
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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"Well..." He looks around warily, and whispers into the dragonborn's ears. "It has been said in many back ally places that the Undying King has... unlocked something of great power... the Name of Names... and I believe only wordless magic may be able to dispose of him..."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
A coughing young man with black hair, light skin, and gray eyes walks into the bar. He’s holding a pipe and coughing. “Water…” He chokes out.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"we aren't going to defeat him that easily, we need something else" You notice again his mouth doesn't move when saying this, and it is telepathy
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Taken by: SilverRaccoon3
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