*GRRR, i should get the just that they aret telling to truth, beacuse, of i only was off by 4*
*you'd get that if you beat her. a nat 20 would tip you off to a bit of the truth, but you failed, so you believe her story. you can be suspicious of it, but you don't have anything concrete*
*Fine*
"Are you lying?"
"of course not! why would you think that?"
DECEPTION: 14
19
*HA*
*Success!*
"Don't lie to me"
"and do you have proof of this hypothetical?"
"I know when people lie"
"please. I follow the teachings of Bahumant. intuition is not evidence"
"Dragons?"
"yes. the god of justice and metallic dragons"
"I had a conversation with them once, after i made a dracolich, they didn't like that"
"of course. that's sacralige!"
"I helped them kill it, dont worry"
"I should hope so! why'd you do it in the first place?"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
"reminds me of home"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
"reminds me of home"
“I too prefer non-alcoholic drinks. A taste I never grew into, and I do not enjoy being drunk.” He takes a seat next to her, sighing. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Who would you be?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
"reminds me of home"
“I too prefer non-alcoholic drinks. A taste I never grew into, and I do not enjoy being drunk.” He takes a seat next to her, sighing. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Who would you be?”
"Immerral Galanodel, Paladin of Torm. yourself?"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
"reminds me of home"
“I too prefer non-alcoholic drinks. A taste I never grew into, and I do not enjoy being drunk.” He takes a seat next to her, sighing. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Who would you be?”
"Immerral Galanodel, Paladin of Torm. yourself?"
“I am Gale… last names are irrelevant.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Striding into the Sphinx is a young tiefling with beautiful ebony curved horns, that must be smooth to the touch, a sea green tunic, wavy dark blue hair that turns teal at the ends, and light blue skin. His eyes are the color of bright sapphires. He stares around the room, eyes wandering to all the patrons. “Decent money, it seems.” He mutters to himself. His voice is soft with a thick accent, his teeth sharp with many chips in them. A stench wafts from him, of expired sourdough bread and fish. His hair is greasy, and he has bags under his eyes, clearly very tired. At his back is a bag with a few large lumps in it, one looking like a rapier, the other like a lute.
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
"reminds me of home"
“I too prefer non-alcoholic drinks. A taste I never grew into, and I do not enjoy being drunk.” He takes a seat next to her, sighing. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Who would you be?”
"Immerral Galanodel, Paladin of Torm. yourself?"
“I am Gale… last names are irrelevant.”
"how else is one to trace their family line?"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
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"I should hope so! why'd you do it in the first place?"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
there is a half-elf woman, in shining silver armor drinking milk at the bar. she notes the tiefling.
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
The tiefling nods politely, coldly, and walks over to her. “Milk. Interesting choice of drink.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
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"reminds me of home"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“I too prefer non-alcoholic drinks. A taste I never grew into, and I do not enjoy being drunk.” He takes a seat next to her, sighing. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Who would you be?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"Immerral Galanodel, Paladin of Torm. yourself?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“I am Gale… last names are irrelevant.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"how else is one to trace their family line?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life