Five Pebbles (A humanoid clad in an orangish reddish cloak with pink skin and no features except for two white eyes and antenna) glances up from staring at his drink. If he had a mouth, he would spit in disbelief at the sight of such a creature. And in confusion at the dog.
The slugcat looks at Five Pebbles, backing up further, also confused as to why it is here.
I look around for any overseers, before my eyes settle back on the slugcat as I put my drink down, intently observing the interaction between the dog-like creature and the slugcat.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
Five Pebbles (A humanoid clad in an orangish reddish cloak with pink skin and no features except for two white eyes and antenna) glances up from staring at his drink. If he had a mouth, he would spit in disbelief at the sight of such a creature. And in confusion at the dog.
The slugcat looks at Five Pebbles, backing up further, also confused as to why it is here.
I look around for any overseers, before my eyes settle back on the slugcat as I put my drink down.
The slugcat grasp's it's needle tighter, before gently walking over to Five Pebbles.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A man stands at the edge of the deck, looking out upon the astral plane. He is tall and rather gangly, with most of his substantial height being his legs, and with long arms to boot. His shoulder are covered with a poncho that highlights the fact that his left shoulder is substantially larger than his right. He wears a mask, the design of which I will post in a below spoiler. All his clothing is well made and fits him perfectly. He leans against the rail, humming a tune to himself.
The man hears someone approach from behind him, a young winged person with hair covered in blood and strawberry blonde hair. They have a scar down their face that somehow avoids their eyes. “Awfully beautiful, isn’t it?” Their voice is soft, with a faint accent that would be recognizable as British to anyone from our world.
*I have a drawing of them… but they’re topless in that drawing and have this weird eye shaped scar on their chest.*
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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. But I’ll try my best!
Five Pebbles (A humanoid clad in an orangish reddish cloak with pink skin and no features except for two white eyes and antenna) glances up from staring at his drink. If he had a mouth, he would spit in disbelief at the sight of such a creature. And in confusion at the dog.
The slugcat looks at Five Pebbles, backing up further, also confused as to why it is here.
I look around for any overseers, before my eyes settle back on the slugcat as I put my drink down.
The slugcat grasp's it's needle tighter, before gently walking over to Five Pebbles.
I glance back and forth a few times from the dog-like creature and the slugcat as I stand up from my seat.
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
A purple, somewhat cat-shaped creature, stalks around the ship. It's body is thicker than that of a cat, and is almost slug-like. The slugcat, as that must indeed be the name of the creature, has two rabbit-like ears on it's head, with two piercing white eyes and a nose, however, it seems to lack a mouth. It's tail is thick and round, with small white rings punctuating the purple mass, with small needles emerging from the rings.
A golden retriever races after the slugcat, slipping on its paws occasionally. It has a long scar down its chest, and is clearly a baby. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Wanna be friends?”
The slugcat turns around quickly, a long white needle emerging from it's tail, before being firmly planted in it's hand, still connected to the tail by a thin organic string. The slugcat's eyes narrow, looking at the dog suspicously.
The dog cocks its head sideways, staring in confusion. “Oh…” It says. “Sorry! I probably look like a dog right now! I’m actually a dragon!”
The slugcat cautiously scratches out a message on the floor, reading, 'What are you'
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
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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. But I’ll try my best!
Five Pebbles (A humanoid clad in an orangish reddish cloak with pink skin and no features except for two white eyes and antenna) glances up from staring at his drink. If he had a mouth, he would spit in disbelief at the sight of such a creature. And in confusion at the dog.
The slugcat looks at Five Pebbles, backing up further, also confused as to why it is here.
I look around for any overseers, before my eyes settle back on the slugcat as I put my drink down.
The slugcat grasp's it's needle tighter, before gently walking over to Five Pebbles.
I glance back and forth a few times from the dog-like creature and the slugcat as I stand up from my seat.
The slugcat scratches out a message.
'You. Why. Here.'
*The Spearmaster is late game, and this might get all timey-wimey confusing based on what campaign this Five Pebbles is in lol*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A purple, somewhat cat-shaped creature, stalks around the ship. It's body is thicker than that of a cat, and is almost slug-like. The slugcat, as that must indeed be the name of the creature, has two rabbit-like ears on it's head, with two piercing white eyes and a nose, however, it seems to lack a mouth. It's tail is thick and round, with small white rings punctuating the purple mass, with small needles emerging from the rings.
A golden retriever races after the slugcat, slipping on its paws occasionally. It has a long scar down its chest, and is clearly a baby. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Wanna be friends?”
The slugcat turns around quickly, a long white needle emerging from it's tail, before being firmly planted in it's hand, still connected to the tail by a thin organic string. The slugcat's eyes narrow, looking at the dog suspicously.
The dog cocks its head sideways, staring in confusion. “Oh…” It says. “Sorry! I probably look like a dog right now! I’m actually a dragon!”
The slugcat cautiously scratches out a message on the floor, reading, 'What are you'
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
Insight: 18
'What is dragon'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A purple, somewhat cat-shaped creature, stalks around the ship. It's body is thicker than that of a cat, and is almost slug-like. The slugcat, as that must indeed be the name of the creature, has two rabbit-like ears on it's head, with two piercing white eyes and a nose, however, it seems to lack a mouth. It's tail is thick and round, with small white rings punctuating the purple mass, with small needles emerging from the rings.
A golden retriever races after the slugcat, slipping on its paws occasionally. It has a long scar down its chest, and is clearly a baby. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Wanna be friends?”
The slugcat turns around quickly, a long white needle emerging from it's tail, before being firmly planted in it's hand, still connected to the tail by a thin organic string. The slugcat's eyes narrow, looking at the dog suspicously.
The dog cocks its head sideways, staring in confusion. “Oh…” It says. “Sorry! I probably look like a dog right now! I’m actually a dragon!”
The slugcat cautiously scratches out a message on the floor, reading, 'What are you'
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
Insight: 16
'What is dragon'
The dog grins and attempts to stand on two legs, flapping its arms like they’re wings. “Like this! With wings!”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
A man stands at the edge of the deck, looking out upon the astral plane. He is tall and rather gangly, with most of his substantial height being his legs, and with long arms to boot. His shoulder are covered with a poncho that highlights the fact that his left shoulder is substantially larger than his right. He wears a mask, the design of which I will post in a below spoiler. All his clothing is well made and fits him perfectly. He leans against the rail, humming a tune to himself.
The man hears someone approach from behind him, a young winged person with hair covered in blood and strawberry blonde hair. They have a scar down their face that somehow avoids their eyes. “Awfully beautiful, isn’t it?” Their voice is soft, with a faint accent that would be recognizable as British to anyone from our world.
*I have a drawing of them… but they’re topless in that drawing and have this weird eye shaped scar on their chest.*
"Indeed." His voice is deep with a slight buzz to it, which might be a product of the mask. "Exquisitely chaotic, and yet full of patterns."
*gtg for like 15 mins because my mum wishes for me to exercise*
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
A purple, somewhat cat-shaped creature, stalks around the ship. It's body is thicker than that of a cat, and is almost slug-like. The slugcat, as that must indeed be the name of the creature, has two rabbit-like ears on it's head, with two piercing white eyes and a nose, however, it seems to lack a mouth. It's tail is thick and round, with small white rings punctuating the purple mass, with small needles emerging from the rings.
A golden retriever races after the slugcat, slipping on its paws occasionally. It has a long scar down its chest, and is clearly a baby. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Wanna be friends?”
The slugcat turns around quickly, a long white needle emerging from it's tail, before being firmly planted in it's hand, still connected to the tail by a thin organic string. The slugcat's eyes narrow, looking at the dog suspicously.
The dog cocks its head sideways, staring in confusion. “Oh…” It says. “Sorry! I probably look like a dog right now! I’m actually a dragon!”
The slugcat cautiously scratches out a message on the floor, reading, 'What are you'
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
Insight: 16
'What is dragon'
The dog grins and attempts to stand on two legs, flapping its arms like they’re wings. “Like this! With wings!”
'Miros vulture?'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A purple, somewhat cat-shaped creature, stalks around the ship. It's body is thicker than that of a cat, and is almost slug-like. The slugcat, as that must indeed be the name of the creature, has two rabbit-like ears on it's head, with two piercing white eyes and a nose, however, it seems to lack a mouth. It's tail is thick and round, with small white rings punctuating the purple mass, with small needles emerging from the rings.
A golden retriever races after the slugcat, slipping on its paws occasionally. It has a long scar down its chest, and is clearly a baby. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Wanna be friends?”
The slugcat turns around quickly, a long white needle emerging from it's tail, before being firmly planted in it's hand, still connected to the tail by a thin organic string. The slugcat's eyes narrow, looking at the dog suspicously.
The dog cocks its head sideways, staring in confusion. “Oh…” It says. “Sorry! I probably look like a dog right now! I’m actually a dragon!”
The slugcat cautiously scratches out a message on the floor, reading, 'What are you'
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
Insight: 16
'What is dragon'
The dog grins and attempts to stand on two legs, flapping its arms like they’re wings. “Like this! With wings!”
I walk over. "Excuse me, talking mammalian critter, do you mean the reptilian mythological beast?"
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
A man stands at the edge of the deck, looking out upon the astral plane. He is tall and rather gangly, with most of his substantial height being his legs, and with long arms to boot. His shoulder are covered with a poncho that highlights the fact that his left shoulder is substantially larger than his right. He wears a mask, the design of which I will post in a below spoiler. All his clothing is well made and fits him perfectly. He leans against the rail, humming a tune to himself.
The man hears someone approach from behind him, a young winged person with hair covered in blood and strawberry blonde hair. They have a scar down their face that somehow avoids their eyes. “Awfully beautiful, isn’t it?” Their voice is soft, with a faint accent that would be recognizable as British to anyone from our world.
*I have a drawing of them… but they’re topless in that drawing and have this weird eye shaped scar on their chest.*
"Indeed." His voice is deep with a slight buzz to it, which might be a product of the mask. "Exquisitely chaotic, and yet full of patterns."
*gtg for like 15 mins because my mum wishes for me to exercise*
*Ewwwwww… exercise…*
They nod. “Look over there. The nebula surrounds the stars, printing out a picture of pure beauty. Over there, those stars make a dove. I’ve never been in this part of the Astral Sea. And you?”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
*Also reliable talent makes the lowest you can roll on stealth a 25*
*rouge is kinda powerful*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A purple, somewhat cat-shaped creature, stalks around the ship. It's body is thicker than that of a cat, and is almost slug-like. The slugcat, as that must indeed be the name of the creature, has two rabbit-like ears on it's head, with two piercing white eyes and a nose, however, it seems to lack a mouth. It's tail is thick and round, with small white rings punctuating the purple mass, with small needles emerging from the rings.
A golden retriever races after the slugcat, slipping on its paws occasionally. It has a long scar down its chest, and is clearly a baby. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Wanna be friends?”
The slugcat turns around quickly, a long white needle emerging from it's tail, before being firmly planted in it's hand, still connected to the tail by a thin organic string. The slugcat's eyes narrow, looking at the dog suspicously.
The dog cocks its head sideways, staring in confusion. “Oh…” It says. “Sorry! I probably look like a dog right now! I’m actually a dragon!”
The slugcat cautiously scratches out a message on the floor, reading, 'What are you'
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
Insight: 16
'What is dragon'
The dog grins and attempts to stand on two legs, flapping its arms like they’re wings. “Like this! With wings!”
I walk over. "Excuse me, talking mammalian critter, do you mean the reptilian mythological beast?"
“Yeah!” It says. “Like… big lizard with wings!”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
I look around for any overseers, before my eyes settle back on the slugcat as I put my drink down, intently observing the interaction between the dog-like creature and the slugcat.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
*bananer do u wanna rp the magic items heist w/ hornet?*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
The slugcat grasp's it's needle tighter, before gently walking over to Five Pebbles.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The man hears someone approach from behind him, a young winged person with hair covered in blood and strawberry blonde hair. They have a scar down their face that somehow avoids their eyes. “Awfully beautiful, isn’t it?” Their voice is soft, with a faint accent that would be recognizable as British to anyone from our world.
*I have a drawing of them… but they’re topless in that drawing and have this weird eye shaped scar on their chest.*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*Yeah sure!*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
I glance back and forth a few times from the dog-like creature and the slugcat as I stand up from my seat.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
“A dragon!” It says excitedly. “Uh-haven’t managed to figure out how to change my form…“
Deception: 17
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
Hornet arrives near the jail and the magic items room. She approaches carefully.
*Do I need to roll stealth or anything?*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
The slugcat scratches out a message.
'You. Why. Here.'
*The Spearmaster is late game, and this might get all timey-wimey confusing based on what campaign this Five Pebbles is in lol*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Yep!*
Two guards stand in front of the jail, carrying spears and wearing mage armor.
Duan’s stealth: 22
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
Insight: 18
'What is dragon'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The dog grins and attempts to stand on two legs, flapping its arms like they’re wings. “Like this! With wings!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Indeed." His voice is deep with a slight buzz to it, which might be a product of the mask. "Exquisitely chaotic, and yet full of patterns."
*gtg for like 15 mins because my mum wishes for me to exercise*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*oh my god I have a +15 in stealth*
Hornet's Character Sheet - D&D Beyond
27
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
'Miros vulture?'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
I walk over. "Excuse me, talking mammalian critter, do you mean the reptilian mythological beast?"
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
*Ewwwwww… exercise…*
They nod. “Look over there. The nebula surrounds the stars, printing out a picture of pure beauty. Over there, those stars make a dove. I’ve never been in this part of the Astral Sea. And you?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*Also reliable talent makes the lowest you can roll on stealth a 25*
*rouge is kinda powerful*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“Yeah!” It says. “Like… big lizard with wings!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*I take it back rogue is incredibly broken I'm always guarenteed to get a 25 or higher on a stealth roll without disadvantage*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)