In the marketplace, a large insect is kneeling in front of a stall. A Rhinoceros Beetle to be exact, with a majority of its maroon exoskeleton covered by padded red armor reminiscent of that of a Japanese Samurai. Its eyes appear permanently closed, a large scar running through both. Upon its back sits a small, four armed, four legged, humanoid (Japanese Emperor) caterpillar, who is cloaked in a fabric(?) with patterns such as those on butterfly wings. They are bartering with the person running the stall over what appears to be some arcane disk.
Bríz watches the beetle from the shadows, painting something on their arms.
The Beetle raises their head and turns in the general direction of Bríz. “Being in shadows. Your movements reveal your suspicious nature.” The caterpillar turns the same direction upon hearing the Beetles voice.
*they have tremorsense*
*gotcha.*
Bríz sighs. “Is a person not allowed to watch? I am simply painting and watching as the people go by.”
“I’ve met many artists in my long life. Many used their kinds gifts as a way to express themselves. Acid to burn an image unto a cliff. Scythed hands to carve stone into amazing sculptures. Out of all of them, none used their own body as a canvas unless they intended to cast a spell.” The caterpillar leans over to whisper into the Beetle’s ear before speaking themself. “What’s your name?”
“I am Bríz, former Archangel. I paint on myself because if I did not… how could I express myself? The skin is by far the best canvas, and it makes for beautiful designs.” They finish a swift curled brush and dab their thin brush into their pallet, coming back with a brush covered in golden paint. What they’re painting seems to be a tree with golden leaves.
“A religious sentiment I do not share, but am willing to accept. But why in the shadows, Darkened Being? Why hide your artistic ‘beauty’?” The caterpillar, rather than being judgmental, looks to the painting. “That is wonderful. It is a painting of the Ichor Tree, War.”
“For you, maybe. For me, this is my home. And the shadows are my home too. This paint shines bright through the dark.”
The Beetle, who Bríz now knows goes by War, does not seem convinced by this, but with a pat by the caterpillar, drops the subject. “Well either way it looks fantastic. I am Fylinder. My friend here prefers the title Warrior Stag.” “It is more than a title, Young Prince.” “No longer a Prince, War.”
In the marketplace, a large insect is kneeling in front of a stall. A Rhinoceros Beetle to be exact, with a majority of its maroon exoskeleton covered by padded red armor reminiscent of that of a Japanese Samurai. Its eyes appear permanently closed, a large scar running through both. Upon its back sits a small, four armed, four legged, humanoid (Japanese Emperor) caterpillar, who is cloaked in a fabric(?) with patterns such as those on butterfly wings. They are bartering with the person running the stall over what appears to be some arcane disk.
Bríz watches the beetle from the shadows, painting something on their arms.
The Beetle raises their head and turns in the general direction of Bríz. “Being in shadows. Your movements reveal your suspicious nature.” The caterpillar turns the same direction upon hearing the Beetles voice.
*they have tremorsense*
*gotcha.*
Bríz sighs. “Is a person not allowed to watch? I am simply painting and watching as the people go by.”
“I’ve met many artists in my long life. Many used their kinds gifts as a way to express themselves. Acid to burn an image unto a cliff. Scythed hands to carve stone into amazing sculptures. Out of all of them, none used their own body as a canvas unless they intended to cast a spell.” The caterpillar leans over to whisper into the Beetle’s ear before speaking themself. “What’s your name?”
“I am Bríz, former Archangel. I paint on myself because if I did not… how could I express myself? The skin is by far the best canvas, and it makes for beautiful designs.” They finish a swift curled brush and dab their thin brush into their pallet, coming back with a brush covered in golden paint. What they’re painting seems to be a tree with golden leaves.
“A religious sentiment I do not share, but am willing to accept. But why in the shadows, Darkened Being? Why hide your artistic ‘beauty’?” The caterpillar, rather than being judgmental, looks to the painting. “That is wonderful. It is a painting of the Ichor Tree, War.”
“For you, maybe. For me, this is my home. And the shadows are my home too. This paint shines bright through the dark.”
The Beetle, who Bríz now knows goes by War, does not seem convinced by this, but with a pat by the caterpillar, drops the subject. “Well either way it looks fantastic. I am Fylinder. My friend here prefers the title Warrior Stag.” “It is more than a title, Young Prince.” “No longer a Prince, War.”
“A Prince?” Bríz asks, curious.
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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!
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
It seems that people have been using my thread to find people to PM. If you are on my thread and are PMed by someone strange, please report this to me, my mods, and the ddb mods.
Please scammers and randos, don’t use my tavern to find victims.*
The loudspeaker begins to crackle, and you hear the voice of the captain all over the ship. Those who have been here for a while will know that every time the captain speaks, their voice changes, maybe magic or a voice changer.
“This is your captain speaking. Our next destination will be Hallownest. A reminder that stealing or attacking my people is punishable by being abandoned, and I’m sure you won’t want to be abandoned in the astral sea.”
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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!
The Beetle, who Bríz now knows goes by War, does not seem convinced by this, but with a pat by the caterpillar, drops the subject. “Well either way it looks fantastic. I am Fylinder. My friend here prefers the title Warrior Stag.” “It is more than a title, Young Prince.” “No longer a Prince, War.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Hornet signs “because shines.”
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
"Why do you want shinies?"
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
“Because shines. Helping, or not?”
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
The knight seems to hesitate for a moment. "What shinies?"
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
Hornet pulls out a gleaming nail.
”Like this. Seems similar to the dream needle.”
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
“A Prince?” Bríz asks, curious.
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!
Flor approaches the winged boy from behind, tying her hair back as she does.
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!
*Okay… uhhhhhhh that’s weird… like they want to roleplay or they just want to talk?*
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!
*No idea. Told them to introduce themselves if they actually wanted to participate and not be a creep*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*Thank 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!
*theyre asking for proof of how I know they’re pming other people?*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*can send you a pic of them PMing me if ya want.*
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, that’d be helpful. Just to confirm, it is
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*gtg, be back to help with the creep situation later, bye bananer!*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*bye!*
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!
Duan stands in the storage room, having found a wickedly sharp knife. He’s rubbing it against the bracelet on his wrist.
Bríz is painting on their arm on the deck of the ship.
Flor is playing a puzzle game.
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!
The loudspeaker begins to crackle, and you hear the voice of the captain all over the ship. Those who have been here for a while will know that every time the captain speaks, their voice changes, maybe magic or a voice changer.
“This is your captain speaking. Our next destination will be Hallownest. A reminder that stealing or attacking my people is punishable by being abandoned, and I’m sure you won’t want to be abandoned in the astral sea.”
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 takes a quick slash at her bracelet.
*should I roll for sleight of hand?*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*yep! I mean, you’ll open it if you roll anything but a one, but ya might hurt your wrist.*
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!