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The hooded elf sits at the bar, drinking a bottle of ale. He his dagger at his left side, his sword at his right.
Bugg sits down next to the hooded elf. “Hey.” He says softly.
it takrd me a miniute to notice him. then i say "hey, Bugg." i take another gulp of ale. "how are you?"
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
The hooded elf sits at the bar, drinking a bottle of ale. He his dagger at his left side, his sword at his right.
Another hooded creature walks towards them, and sits down next to them
I say "hi." then I take another big gulp of ale.
*can i roll a percepton check on the hooded figure?
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
*huh. this is unexpectedly popular. Ig this kinda vague concept was how Lord's Rest functioned so maybe it's not surprising. I'll make a char for this*
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
I am the favorite idiot of the fox
I'm active most days, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed theArcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
In a dark alleyway out of sight of those passing by a humanoid is hunched over something and they seem to be eating
As the humanoid stands there, a globe of impenetrable darkness falls over them
They keep eating not seeming to notice and/or care
*Permission to attack*
As they stand there, eating, something clicks, and suddenly, there is an arrow in your shoulder, a second click, and a second one, the darkness is gone before the first click
Attack: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Second attack, if the first one, I get sneak attack, and you take the damage I will roll after this attack
Second attack Attack: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Sneak attack Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
*???*
*You never answered, I just started the fight anyway*
*I don’t mind attack it’s just the dice didn’t roll*
*Oh
Rerolling now
Attack: 19 Damage: 17
Second attack, if the first one, I get sneak attack, and you take the damage I will roll after this attack
Second attack Attack: 30 Damage: 25
Sneak attack 26
*
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Hello! Call me Tana or Gato My pronouns are They/Them (I don't actually care, though) I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me Trans, Aromantic, and Asexual I'm nonbinary, yay! But I will mother you if you are being stupid 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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, and Aspen
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
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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! I use He/They pronouns :3
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
The form from earlier walks towards Caila
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Hello! Call me Tana or Gato My pronouns are They/Them (I don't actually care, though) I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me Trans, Aromantic, and Asexual I'm nonbinary, yay! But I will mother you if you are being stupid 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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, and Aspen
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato My pronouns are They/Them (I don't actually care, though) I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me Trans, Aromantic, and Asexual I'm nonbinary, yay! But I will mother you if you are being stupid 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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, and Aspen
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
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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! I use He/They pronouns :3
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
"This transgression signals bad tidings for our town." The clack-clack of a cane, knobbly against the stone, is the first sign that something's amiss. Then, the swooping rush of wind, along with the caw of that pestering raven that plagues the place. She observes the scene quietly, her wrinkled, calloused face contorted in a concentrative visage. "Hmm. It is seething."
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(_~.~_)
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator two wrenns flap tenderly underneath the skies, eyes lying of their pursuit of the prize but when all cards are thrown down and evils surmise,
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
I pick the body up. “You need a good place to be buried. A place made for gods!” I think for a minute, and then take him to the tavern’s porch.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
"This transgression signals bad tidings for our town." The clack-clack of a cane, knobbly against the stone, is the first sign that something's amiss. Then, the swooping rush of wind, along with the caw of that pestering raven that plagues the place. She observes the scene quietly, her wrinkled, calloused face contorted in a concentrative visage. "Hmm. It is seething."
A clack. Someone stumbles up to her, a young woman. Caila, the girl who died a few days ago. "I didn't... I didn't know him. This is really sad."
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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! I use He/They pronouns :3
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
I pick the body up. “You need a good place to be buried. A place made for gods!” I think for a minute, and then take him to the tavern’s porch.
Something is burrowing into the porch, a small bug. A young one, by the looks of it.
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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! I use He/They pronouns :3
In a dark alleyway out of sight of those passing by a humanoid is hunched over something and they seem to be eating
As the humanoid stands there, a globe of impenetrable darkness falls over them
They keep eating not seeming to notice and/or care
*Permission to attack*
As they stand there, eating, something clicks, and suddenly, there is an arrow in your shoulder, a second click, and a second one, the darkness is gone before the first click
Attack: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Second attack, if the first one, I get sneak attack, and you take the damage I will roll after this attack
Second attack Attack: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Sneak attack Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
*???*
*You never answered, I just started the fight anyway*
*I don’t mind attack it’s just the dice didn’t roll*
*Oh
Rerolling now
Attack: 19 Damage: 17
Second attack, if the first one, I get sneak attack, and you take the damage I will roll after this attack
Second attack Attack: 30 Damage: 25
Sneak attack 26
*
(Both hit) the figure is hit by both arrows and stands up and stares at where the arrows came from
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
"This transgression signals bad tidings for our town." The clack-clack of a cane, knobbly against the stone, is the first sign that something's amiss. Then, the swooping rush of wind, along with the caw of that pestering raven that plagues the place. She observes the scene quietly, her wrinkled, calloused face contorted in a concentrative visage. "Hmm. It is seething."
A clack. Someone stumbles up to her, a young woman. Caila, the girl who died a few days ago. "I didn't... I didn't know him. This is really sad."
"'Tis. Do not fret, young one. You will face the same fate, eventually." She grins, clearly not good at speaking to people. "Why, I've died three times! It isn't anything to be afraid of..."
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(_~.~_)
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator two wrenns flap tenderly underneath the skies, eyes lying of their pursuit of the prize but when all cards are thrown down and evils surmise,
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body. *i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
I pick the body up. “You need a good place to be buried. A place made for gods!” I think for a minute, and then take him to the tavern’s porch.
Something is burrowing into the porch, a small bug. A young one, by the looks of it.
*I got a 15 on an investigation check for the bug.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
Dagger sitts at a table, looking at a piece of paper. It looks like it has bean through stuff.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
(Hey at least the bug lives I also learned I unknowingly stopped a murder spree)
it takrd me a miniute to notice him. then i say "hey, Bugg." i take another gulp of ale. "how are you?"
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
I say "hi." then I take another big gulp of ale.
*can i roll a percepton check on the hooded figure?
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
*huh. this is unexpectedly popular. Ig this kinda vague concept was how Lord's Rest functioned so maybe it's not surprising. I'll make a char for this*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
I am the favorite idiot of the fox
I'm active most days, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed the Arcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
*Oh
Rerolling now
Attack: 19 Damage: 17
Second attack, if the first one, I get sneak attack, and you take the damage I will roll after this attack
Second attack Attack: 30 Damage: 25
Sneak attack 26
*
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato
My pronouns are They/Them (I don't actually care, though)
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me Trans, Aromantic, and Asexual
I'm nonbinary, yay! But I will mother you if you are being stupid
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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, and Aspen
Last night, the body of Bugg was found in the streets. Strangely enough, it had been dead for a long time. Years, maybe. Some kind of magic? Who knows. People are more concerned with the cause of death-and the fact that Caila, the girl the assassin murdered, has come back from the dead.
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! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
The form from earlier walks towards Caila
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato
My pronouns are They/Them (I don't actually care, though)
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me Trans, Aromantic, and Asexual
I'm nonbinary, yay! But I will mother you if you are being stupid
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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, and Aspen
I walk up to the body. “Your where to young to die.” I kneel down next to the body.
*i kid you not, I rolled a 20 on investigation. Do I notice any thing about the body?
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
*M0ssa, want to roleplay?*
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato
My pronouns are They/Them (I don't actually care, though)
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me Trans, Aromantic, and Asexual
I'm nonbinary, yay! But I will mother you if you are being stupid
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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, and Aspen
The corpse is rotting away. The eyes look up, blank. There are bites taken out of it-Bugg was eaten. There seems to be another cause of death-starvation? He's pale and sickly.
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! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*yess!!!
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
"This transgression signals bad tidings for our town." The clack-clack of a cane, knobbly against the stone, is the first sign that something's amiss. Then, the swooping rush of wind, along with the caw of that pestering raven that plagues the place. She observes the scene quietly, her wrinkled, calloused face contorted in a concentrative visage. "Hmm. It is seething."
(_~.~_)
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
two wrenns flap tenderly underneath the skies,
eyes lying of their pursuit of the prize
but when all cards are thrown down and evils surmise,
then comes the time that the weaker must rise
[~.~]
I pick the body up. “You need a good place to be buried. A place made for gods!” I think for a minute, and then take him to the tavern’s porch.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
A clack. Someone stumbles up to her, a young woman. Caila, the girl who died a few days ago. "I didn't... I didn't know him. This is really sad."
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! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
Something is burrowing into the porch, a small bug. A young one, by the looks of it.
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! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
(Both hit) the figure is hit by both arrows and stands up and stares at where the arrows came from
"'Tis. Do not fret, young one. You will face the same fate, eventually." She grins, clearly not good at speaking to people. "Why, I've died three times! It isn't anything to be afraid of..."
(_~.~_)
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
two wrenns flap tenderly underneath the skies,
eyes lying of their pursuit of the prize
but when all cards are thrown down and evils surmise,
then comes the time that the weaker must rise
[~.~]
*I got a 15 on an investigation check for the bug.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
Dagger sitts at a table, looking at a piece of paper. It looks like it has bean through stuff.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
The hooded figure walks back to the back of the tavern dragging another bloody body also checking if anyone has been thrown out of the bar to be eaten