*Where do characters come from? This plane? Other planes?*
*Either. If you own Strixhaven: A Curriculum of Chaos, that's what served as inspiration for a large portion of this.
Also Harry Potter and Hunger Games.*
*Okay :) can I play a spoiled kid from a family of rich planar travelers who was sent here to experience normal life? Name will be Aurum.*
*Sure! I'll add you to the roster.
Also, tomorow is likely the last day I'll be on for a while (I'm moving, as I think I mentioned a little while back) so I might not have a ton of time to RP.*
*That’s okay. Better get my RP in quick, would you like to RP here?*
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*Where do characters come from? This plane? Other planes?*
*Either. If you own Strixhaven: A Curriculum of Chaos, that's what served as inspiration for a large portion of this.
Also Harry Potter and Hunger Games.*
*Okay :) can I play a spoiled kid from a family of rich planar travelers who was sent here to experience normal life? Name will be Aurum.*
*Sure! I'll add you to the roster.
Also, tomorow is likely the last day I'll be on for a while (I'm moving, as I think I mentioned a little while back) so I might not have a ton of time to RP.*
*That’s okay. Better get my RP in quick, would you like to RP here?*
*Sure!*
A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
*This is a reference to one of my home campaigns, just pulling characters from that for fun :)*
*Where do characters come from? This plane? Other planes?*
*Either. If you own Strixhaven: A Curriculum of Chaos, that's what served as inspiration for a large portion of this.
Also Harry Potter and Hunger Games.*
*Okay :) can I play a spoiled kid from a family of rich planar travelers who was sent here to experience normal life? Name will be Aurum.*
*Sure! I'll add you to the roster.
Also, tomorow is likely the last day I'll be on for a while (I'm moving, as I think I mentioned a little while back) so I might not have a ton of time to RP.*
*That’s okay. Better get my RP in quick, would you like to RP here?*
*Sure!*
A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
*This is a reference to one of my home campaigns, just pulling characters from that for fun :)*
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
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A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
She shakes her head. “We just arrived. If I see them, I’ll let you know, and I’m sure Aurum will do the same. Right Aurum?” The boy sighs and grunts.
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A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
She shakes her head. “We just arrived. If I see them, I’ll let you know, and I’m sure Aurum will do the same. Right Aurum?” The boy sighs and grunts.
She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
She shakes her head. “We just arrived. If I see them, I’ll let you know, and I’m sure Aurum will do the same. Right Aurum?” The boy sighs and grunts.
She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
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A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
She shakes her head. “We just arrived. If I see them, I’ll let you know, and I’m sure Aurum will do the same. Right Aurum?” The boy sighs and grunts.
She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
Sylvia shakes her head. "No, we all came here. The portal was in our homeworld, sorry if that was unclear." Brutus somehow pulls an entire cow out of his backpack and begins eating it. Sylvia sighs. "Don't mind him. He isn't exactly what you'd call... polite. Never had a reason to be."
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
She shakes her head. “We just arrived. If I see them, I’ll let you know, and I’m sure Aurum will do the same. Right Aurum?” The boy sighs and grunts.
She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
Sylvia shakes her head. "No, we all came here. The portal was in our homeworld, sorry if that was unclear." Brutus somehow pulls an entire cow out of his backpack and begins eating it. Sylvia sighs. "Don't mind him. He isn't exactly what you'd call... polite. Never had a reason to be."
“Oh.. so you’re not from here either. How do you know so much about the place?”
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She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
Sylvia shakes her head. "No, we all came here. The portal was in our homeworld, sorry if that was unclear." Brutus somehow pulls an entire cow out of his backpack and begins eating it. Sylvia sighs. "Don't mind him. He isn't exactly what you'd call... polite. Never had a reason to be."
“Oh.. so you’re not from here either. How do you know so much about the place?”
Aurum has slipped away from his mother and is now watching Aeil, snickering.
Sylvia glances over before apparently dismissing the sight, returning her attention to Aurum's mother. "We've been here a few days, looking around." Brutus is laughing at Aeil, but stops when Sylvia glares at him, returning to his cow.
She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
Sylvia shakes her head. "No, we all came here. The portal was in our homeworld, sorry if that was unclear." Brutus somehow pulls an entire cow out of his backpack and begins eating it. Sylvia sighs. "Don't mind him. He isn't exactly what you'd call... polite. Never had a reason to be."
“Oh.. so you’re not from here either. How do you know so much about the place?”
Aurum has slipped away from his mother and is now watching Aeil, snickering.
Sylvia glances over before apparently dismissing the sight, returning her attention to Aurum's mother. "We've been here a few days, looking around." Brutus is laughing at Aeil, but stops when Sylvia glares at him, returning to his cow.
“Well, if they’ve been lost for days… that’s not good. Is food easy to find here? They could have starved…” She says worriedly, not noticing Aurum.
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Aurum has slipped away from his mother and is now watching Aeil, snickering.
“HA TAKE THAT, MANIACAL MUSHROOM!”
Aeil casts Mage Hand on the mushroom and it bounces to one of the mushroom’s cohorts. he turns to Aurum.
“whatcha laughin’ at, huh?”
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
Sylvia shakes her head. "No, we all came here. The portal was in our homeworld, sorry if that was unclear." Brutus somehow pulls an entire cow out of his backpack and begins eating it. Sylvia sighs. "Don't mind him. He isn't exactly what you'd call... polite. Never had a reason to be."
“Oh.. so you’re not from here either. How do you know so much about the place?”
Aurum has slipped away from his mother and is now watching Aeil, snickering.
Sylvia glances over before apparently dismissing the sight, returning her attention to Aurum's mother. "We've been here a few days, looking around." Brutus is laughing at Aeil, but stops when Sylvia glares at him, returning to his cow.
“Well, if they’ve been lost for days… that’s not good. Is food easy to find here? They could have starved…” She says worriedly, not noticing Aurum.
"Oh, no, I'm sure they've gotten plenty of food. They raided taverns a lot back home, they'll have found something." Sylvia doesn't notice Brutus wandering towards Aurum and Aeil.
Aurum has slipped away from his mother and is now watching Aeil, snickering.
“HA TAKE THAT, MANIACAL MUSHROOM!”
Aeil casts Mage Hand on the mushroom and it bounces to one of the mushroom’s cohorts. he turns to Aurum.
“whatcha laughin’ at, huh?”
He grunts. “It was entertaining. How could you blame me?”
“is Firebolt down your throat entertaining?”
he glares at Aurum angrily
*Aeil is easily offended*
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
*That’s okay. Better get my RP in quick, would you like to RP here?*
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ONE LAST THING,gorken talks in third person when referring to himself in anyway
uhhhh
Trans demigurl
pronouns she/they but just call me insults(I find it humorous)
I like spaghetti and all things lovecraftian,plus homebrew is my hobby
bisexual but taken so I'm in all Bi-myself *please laugh*
ducks are the superior species :3
(not a duck :( unfortunately)
*Sure!*
A half-ogre with a giant greataxe and a green dragonborn in camo leather armor walk by. They seem to be looking for something.
*This is a reference to one of my home campaigns, just pulling characters from that for fun :)*
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
*I know people like that.
It is guaranteed your character will not be boring.*
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
Flashes of white and black light that swirl into a purple nebula appear outside of the campus, and two shadowy figures appear. Once the purple fades into the air, they can see an older woman shoving a young boy forwards, the boy whining the entire way. He has blonde hair and wears comfortable clothes, a plain white long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. The woman wears a business uniform, and also has blonde hair and a similar face structure.
“But mom…” The boy whines.
“You’re going.” She says. She looks towards the ogre. “Excuse me, who do I speak to about enrolling my son in this school?”
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He glances up, confused. Then the dragonborn looks up. "Oh, he doesn't like to talk. Brutus is... not chatty." He nods. "I think you're looking for Ragnald. If you head onto the campus and take a right towards the library, you should find him." She looks down for a second then glances back up. "By the way, have you seen a group of wyrmlings around here, perhaps? A Brass, Copper, and Green one." She thinks a moment and then sighs. "Likely breaking into someplace or likewise causing trouble."
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
She shakes her head. “We just arrived. If I see them, I’ll let you know, and I’m sure Aurum will do the same. Right Aurum?” The boy sighs and grunts.
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She nods. "Thanks. My name's Sylvia, by the way. I'm just asking about the wyrmlings because they... well, we were watching them, but got too close to a portal. We woke up, and they were already gone." Brutus begins calmly tearing the branches off a tree and sharpening them with his greataxe. Sylvia turns to him. "Can you stop that? What did that poor tree ever do to you?"
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
“So… they went to another realm? I have a few tracking spells, but I’m not sure if they’ll work in this plane.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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Sylvia shakes her head. "No, we all came here. The portal was in our homeworld, sorry if that was unclear." Brutus somehow pulls an entire cow out of his backpack and begins eating it. Sylvia sighs. "Don't mind him. He isn't exactly what you'd call... polite. Never had a reason to be."
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
“ow ow OW!!! HELP! there’s a-ow- mushroom trying to-ow- eat me!!”
Aeil trips and falls onto the ground.
“its biting my-OW- wing!”
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
“Oh.. so you’re not from here either. How do you know so much about the place?”
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Aurum has slipped away from his mother and is now watching Aeil, snickering.
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Sylvia glances over before apparently dismissing the sight, returning her attention to Aurum's mother. "We've been here a few days, looking around." Brutus is laughing at Aeil, but stops when Sylvia glares at him, returning to his cow.
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
“Well, if they’ve been lost for days… that’s not good. Is food easy to find here? They could have starved…” She says worriedly, not noticing Aurum.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“HA TAKE THAT, MANIACAL MUSHROOM!”
Aeil casts Mage Hand on the mushroom and it bounces to one of the mushroom’s cohorts. he turns to Aurum.
“whatcha laughin’ at, huh?”
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
He grunts. “It was entertaining. How could you blame me?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Oh, no, I'm sure they've gotten plenty of food. They raided taverns a lot back home, they'll have found something." Sylvia doesn't notice Brutus wandering towards Aurum and Aeil.
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
Brutus comes over. "You." He watches the mushroom for a moment, seeming confused.
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
“is Firebolt down your throat entertaining?”
he glares at Aurum angrily
*Aeil is easily offended*
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3