(Fun fact my character use corpses of adventurers and sailors as payment cause for a kraken coins are far too small to be able to hold so instead just use the person you offed who was carrying coins as payment)
*That's interesting*
(I mean can you image a kraken holding and keeping track of tiny coins with their giant tentacles it’s easier to just hold people or dead people then tiny coins*
*True, but the problem becomes whether the kraken even knows how much coin is on his prey*
(Now o just imagine a kraken having misplayed and just dropping a bunch of dead people like “hey can you check how much is in each of these I can’t see)
The door opens, releasing a blizzard of snow and... stars? A large wolf, perhaps a Dire Wolf, strolls through, the ice clinging to its short fur, which waves as if submerged, parts aglow like the night sky. It gazes upon the patrons before growling a low, yet not intentionally menacing, rumble, signifying a small pack to follow in. The rests of the wolves are regular in size and appearance, though one near the front of the group carries a slumbering tabaxi, her fur in places replaced by transcendent scales, particularly her right paw, which now resembles a dragonborn's claw. The Dire Wolf walks over and nudges her awake. "Mmmm. Where are we Sylvan?" She speaks, sitting up and taking in the surroundings.
The Dire Wolf has disappeared, replaced by another tabaxi, a few years older and his fur cut short. They wear similar clothing as well, though the scaled ones' is more vibrant and decorated, whereas the older's has a much more simple scheme. They both are sitting at the bar, the three wolves that came in with them resting at their feet.
A small, black-carapaced creature enters the tavern, zooming on its six legs ---- until it skids to a stop beside the wolves, hopping up onto the seat next to theirs. It stares at him as it bangs on the counter, and a presence pops into his mind. A thin, nasal voice ----- not unlike that of Bart Simpson ----- asks him a question.
<<Hey, buddy, where are you from?>>
He looks up to the creature, his eyes trapped in a predatory yet tired gaze. "Ichi, the City of Shooting Stars. And you?" The feminine feline perks up when he speaks, a glass of mead in her claws. "Is this a telepathy thing like with Valiant or you just being weird?"
The creature grins, extending a clawed, spiked arm and snatching its drink. <<I'm just messing with you, bud>>, it says, then opens its...mouth-like orifice? "But, in all seriousness, I come from a hole. A hole inside a bunch of rocks. Me and my seven thousand siblings."
<<But where is this Itchy place, while we're chatting? I've never heard of it.>>
When you left this town, with your windows down And the wilderness inside Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass 'Til the road and sky align extended sig
A human looking figure wanders into the bar, before they shift their form into a next to unseeable arthropod, large and confusing. It apears to be an insect, yet his palps; it has crustacean claws, it has a tail like the body of a millipede, and centipede antennae.
A swarm of rats scramble around, picking up food. Something burrows out of the ground-a larger rat, and the smaller ones surround their superior, turning into a mass of rats in the shape of a human. One rat serving as the hand pushes over a chair with a person on it and grabs their mug of ale, slurping it up and coughing.
The kraken is just drinking beer from the barrels surrounded by many different corpses (they can be any species he’s not biased if it’s on the sea it’s fair game it might even be someone you know if you want) in the lake in the greenhouse some tentacles out of the lake on the ground taking up a lot of space
A human looking figure wanders into the bar, before they shift their form into a next to unseeable arthropod, large and confusing. It apears to be an insect, yet his palps; it has crustacean claws, it has a tail like the body of a millipede, and centipede antennae.
A human looking figure wanders into the bar, before they shift their form into a next to unseeable arthropod, large and confusing. It apears to be an insect, yet his palps; it has crustacean claws, it has a tail like the body of a millipede, and centipede antennae.
Asmodeus looks up from the bar and says, "Welcome, dear customer, would you like anything to drink?"
A human looking figure wanders into the bar, before they shift their form into a next to unseeable arthropod, large and confusing. It apears to be an insect, yet his palps; it has crustacean claws, it has a tail like the body of a millipede, and centipede antennae.
Asmodeus looks up from the bar and says, "Welcome, dear customer, would you like anything to drink?"
It walks over, sharp legs flowing down from its body onto the floor. "Might you have any Blue Devil?"
A human looking figure wanders into the bar, before they shift their form into a next to unseeable arthropod, large and confusing. It apears to be an insect, yet his palps; it has crustacean claws, it has a tail like the body of a millipede, and centipede antennae.
Asmodeus looks up from the bar and says, "Welcome, dear customer, would you like anything to drink?"
It walks over, sharp legs flowing down from its body onto the floor. "Might you have any Blue Devil?"
"I think we have some in the back, would like some?"
*undead boss monster*
Extended signature
*Spooky*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*I’m taking spooky, rat, and drunk. Will get to brainstorming. May do another character with Drizz’s words.*
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
(Now o just imagine a kraken having misplayed and just dropping a bunch of dead people like “hey can you check how much is in each of these I can’t see)
*We should have given him wise and martial arts expert then we could have teenage mutant ninja turtles master dude T_T*
Extended signature
The creature grins, extending a clawed, spiked arm and snatching its drink. <<I'm just messing with you, bud>>, it says, then opens its...mouth-like orifice? "But, in all seriousness, I come from a hole. A hole inside a bunch of rocks. Me and my seven thousand siblings."
<<But where is this Itchy place, while we're chatting? I've never heard of it.>>
When you left this town, with your windows down
And the wilderness inside
Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass
'Til the road and sky align
extended sig
A human looking figure wanders into the bar, before they shift their form into a next to unseeable arthropod, large and confusing. It apears to be an insect, yet his palps; it has crustacean claws, it has a tail like the body of a millipede, and centipede antennae.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*splinter?*
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
You Remember Me. Just Think A Little Harder.
The forge is now very much active. Ornn is busy making something, and the sounds of forging sound through the door.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Yeah him.*
Extended signature
A swarm of rats scramble around, picking up food. Something burrows out of the ground-a larger rat, and the smaller ones surround their superior, turning into a mass of rats in the shape of a human. One rat serving as the hand pushes over a chair with a person on it and grabs their mug of ale, slurping it up and coughing.
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
The kraken is just drinking beer from the barrels surrounded by many different corpses (they can be any species he’s not biased if it’s on the sea it’s fair game it might even be someone you know if you want) in the lake in the greenhouse some tentacles out of the lake on the ground taking up a lot of space
*is griffon's saddlebag allowed?*
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
You Remember Me. Just Think A Little Harder.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*what from griffon's saddlebag do you want?*
Extended signature
Asmodeus looks up from the bar and says, "Welcome, dear customer, would you like anything to drink?"
Extended signature
*aether monk*
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
You Remember Me. Just Think A Little Harder.
It walks over, sharp legs flowing down from its body onto the floor. "Might you have any Blue Devil?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*It should be fine*
Extended signature
"I think we have some in the back, would like some?"
Extended signature