"Maybe. At least for girls, I'd imagine. Nice to meet you, Matt, Sadie." he says, raising his mug of tea up
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Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
*This looks simply wonderful! I already have a vision for the character I'll introduce- this will be delicious for certain...*
Sitting in one of the beanbag chairs off in a reading nook sequestered in a corner of the AGG, currently deep in her reading material- a dusty-looking grimoire, bound with scarlet threads and bearing a symbol of an eye- is a human in mostly formal-looking attire: black dress pants and shoes, a grey sweater that's slightly oversized, and a long leather coat. Her coat drapes over the back of her seat, bearing numerous pockets and a strange crest emblazoned on its lapel with that same symbol of an eye at its center. Slightly hunched over her handcrafted tome, it's a bit hard for anyone to make out her facial features, shielded by her shoulder-length black hair and the aforementioned book as they are. However, sometimes one might catch a glimpse of an eye- bearing an unnaturally vibrant shade of fiery orange- always fixated on the pages in front of her.
Occasionally, the scribe will produce a fountain pen from the emblazoned pocket and make small edits to her book, likely correcting previous errors. Whatever could she be working on?
"Studious." A male figure in a kimono says softly, appearing in a nearby beanbag in a flutter of bright orange and red leaves, which promptly disappear
The scribe looks up from her reading material, her face now a bit more visible. "Indeed- I like to keep my skills well-honed. Keeps the gears turning so they can't rust, in a sense."
*If he can sense magic and/or magical presences, read the spoiler below.*
As he sits beside the studious woman, he gets the unshakable feeling that he's being watched by something or someone he can't see.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
You can call me deacon. The githyanki says. “No one in my company could pronounce my birth name.”
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“And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'"
"Maybe. At least for girls, I'd imagine. Nice to meet you, Matt, Sadie." he says, raising his mug of tea up
"Nice to meet you as well, Thomas." He says, before turning to order himself a whisky and a bowl of water for Sadie
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Howdy, I'm Trilogy, but y'all can call me "3" if y'all want.
A little about me, I'm a bit of an emotional trainwreck, but I'm workin' on gettin' better. My favorite things in life are TTRPGs, Deathcore, and doin' sensational pinch harmonics until my cab blows out (I've done this like twice, but it was all in good fun). Favorite band is Lorna Shore, y'all should check out their newest studio album, IFTEFWM, it's a banger, trust me.
That's all from me, for now, take it easy ladies and gents, Trilogy
*This looks simply wonderful! I already have a vision for the character I'll introduce- this will be delicious for certain...*
Sitting in one of the beanbag chairs off in a reading nook sequestered in a corner of the AGG, currently deep in her reading material- a dusty-looking grimoire, bound with scarlet threads and bearing a symbol of an eye- is a human in mostly formal-looking attire: black dress pants and shoes, a grey sweater that's slightly oversized, and a long leather coat. Her coat drapes over the back of her seat, bearing numerous pockets and a strange crest emblazoned on its lapel with that same symbol of an eye at its center. Slightly hunched over her handcrafted tome, it's a bit hard for anyone to make out her facial features, shielded by her shoulder-length black hair and the aforementioned book as they are. However, sometimes one might catch a glimpse of an eye- bearing an unnaturally vibrant shade of fiery orange- always fixated on the pages in front of her.
Occasionally, the scribe will produce a fountain pen from the emblazoned pocket and make small edits to her book, likely correcting previous errors. Whatever could she be working on?
"Studious." A male figure in a kimono says softly, appearing in a nearby beanbag in a flutter of bright orange and red leaves, which promptly disappear
The scribe looks up from her reading material, her face now a bit more visible. "Indeed- I like to keep my skills well-honed. Keeps the gears turning so they can't rust, in a sense."
*If he can sense magic and/or magical presences, read the spoiler below.*
As he sits beside the studious woman, he gets the unshakable feeling that he's being watched by something or someone he can't see.
"I concur." he says with a slight nod, each of his nine tails flowing and ebbing at different rates behind him
"This ship is accomodating, is it not?" his voice seems like he genuinely enjoys being here. "My name is Omi."
Passive Perception: 24
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Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
You can call me deacon. The githyanki says. “No one in my company could pronounce my birth name.”
"Huh. Name's Matt, nice to meet you, Deacon"
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Howdy, I'm Trilogy, but y'all can call me "3" if y'all want.
A little about me, I'm a bit of an emotional trainwreck, but I'm workin' on gettin' better. My favorite things in life are TTRPGs, Deathcore, and doin' sensational pinch harmonics until my cab blows out (I've done this like twice, but it was all in good fun). Favorite band is Lorna Shore, y'all should check out their newest studio album, IFTEFWM, it's a banger, trust me.
That's all from me, for now, take it easy ladies and gents, Trilogy
"Maybe. At least for girls, I'd imagine. Nice to meet you, Matt, Sadie." he says, raising his mug of tea up
"Nice to meet you as well, Thomas." He says, before turning to order himself a whisky and a bowl of water for Sadie
"Yep, 'course." he nods, closing his eyes again
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Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
"Studious." A male figure in a kimono says softly, appearing in a nearby beanbag in a flutter of bright orange and red leaves, which promptly disappear
The scribe looks up from her reading material, her face now a bit more visible. "Indeed- I like to keep my skills well-honed. Keeps the gears turning so they can't rust, in a sense."
*If he can sense magic and/or magical presences, read the spoiler below.*
As he sits beside the studious woman, he gets the unshakable feeling that he's being watched by something or someone he can't see.
"I concur." he says with a slight nod, each of his nine tails flowing and ebbing at different rates behind him
"This ship is accomodating, is it not?" his voice seems like he genuinely enjoys being here. "My name is Omi."
Passive Perception: 24
"I agree, it feels quite comfortable. Very... tranquil, peaceful. I like it a lot." Her voice doesn't quite convey the same enthusiasm, but it and her body language suggest she's quite relaxed- probably for the first time in a while.
She fully looks up from her book, a slight smile on her face, and offers a gloved hand to shake. "Atla Greybriar. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Omi."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
In the corner of the tavern sits a muscly githyanki in hide armour with an eyepatch and two axes strapped to his back. “I’ll take what he is getting”
Viande nods and pours some tea into a cup with a large mechanism. He never uses tea bags, preferring fresh plants from local farms, steeping them with his massive infuser cauldron before using a pull-chord on the ceiling to lower a ramp that allows the tea to pour out.
He places the cup on a saucer before bringing it over. "It's one of my most popular brews."
"Studious." A male figure in a kimono says softly, appearing in a nearby beanbag in a flutter of bright orange and red leaves, which promptly disappear
The scribe looks up from her reading material, her face now a bit more visible. "Indeed- I like to keep my skills well-honed. Keeps the gears turning so they can't rust, in a sense."
*If he can sense magic and/or magical presences, read the spoiler below.*
As he sits beside the studious woman, he gets the unshakable feeling that he's being watched by something or someone he can't see.
"I concur." he says with a slight nod, each of his nine tails flowing and ebbing at different rates behind him
"This ship is accomodating, is it not?" his voice seems like he genuinely enjoys being here. "My name is Omi."
Passive Perception: 24
"I agree, it feels quite comfortable. Very... tranquil, peaceful. I like it a lot." Her voice doesn't quite convey the same enthusiasm, but it and her body language suggest she's quite relaxed- probably for the first time in a while.
She fully looks up from her book, a slight smile on her face, and offers a gloved hand to shake. "Atla Greybriar. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Omi."
"The pleasure is mine." he says with enthusiasm, orange eyes flickering softly as he takes her hand in his paw, shaking it strong
"That novel. I haven't seen anything bound like that for centuries."
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Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Deacon drinks his tea. “A fine brew, could rival that of my families crèche.”
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“And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'"
The scribe looks up from her reading material, her face now a bit more visible. "Indeed- I like to keep my skills well-honed. Keeps the gears turning so they can't rust, in a sense."
*If he can sense magic and/or magical presences, read the spoiler below.*
As he sits beside the studious woman, he gets the unshakable feeling that he's being watched by something or someone he can't see.
"I concur." he says with a slight nod, each of his nine tails flowing and ebbing at different rates behind him
"This ship is accomodating, is it not?" his voice seems like he genuinely enjoys being here. "My name is Omi."
Passive Perception: 24
"I agree, it feels quite comfortable. Very... tranquil, peaceful. I like it a lot." Her voice doesn't quite convey the same enthusiasm, but it and her body language suggest she's quite relaxed- probably for the first time in a while.
She fully looks up from her book, a slight smile on her face, and offers a gloved hand to shake. "Atla Greybriar. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Omi."
"The pleasure is mine." he says with enthusiasm, orange eyes flickering softly as he takes her hand in his paw, shaking it strong
"That novel. I haven't seen anything bound like that for centuries."
"I've been working on this book for a long time- not centuries, though. This binding technique was used mostly for holy books in my home realm. Took a lot of trial and error to try to replicate it." She holds the open tome towards him, showing its pages- what look to be arcane scrolls made on old parchment and hide. "Feel free to take a gander, I only ask that you be careful with the pages"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace 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, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Yes, the seals are broken, and I am free to wander the forums once more! How doth thee fare, friend?*
*Really good! I'm happy that you're back, I did miss you.*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace 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, Aspen, and Foalin.
*err, I feel like I should make a more serious character*
*That sounds like a good idea, but you're allowed to have multiple characters on here, so you can have both a serious and unserious character if you would like that*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"Maybe. At least for girls, I'd imagine. Nice to meet you, Matt, Sadie." he says, raising his mug of tea up
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
The scribe looks up from her reading material, her face now a bit more visible. "Indeed- I like to keep my skills well-honed. Keeps the gears turning so they can't rust, in a sense."
*If he can sense magic and/or magical presences, read the spoiler below.*
As he sits beside the studious woman, he gets the unshakable feeling that he's being watched by something or someone he can't see.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
You can call me deacon. The githyanki says. “No one in my company could pronounce my birth name.”
“And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'"
"Nice to meet you as well, Thomas." He says, before turning to order himself a whisky and a bowl of water for Sadie
Howdy, I'm Trilogy, but y'all can call me "3" if y'all want.
A little about me, I'm a bit of an emotional trainwreck, but I'm workin' on gettin' better. My favorite things in life are TTRPGs, Deathcore, and doin' sensational pinch harmonics until my cab blows out (I've done this like twice, but it was all in good fun). Favorite band is Lorna Shore, y'all should check out their newest studio album, IFTEFWM, it's a banger, trust me.
That's all from me, for now, take it easy ladies and gents,
Trilogy
"I concur." he says with a slight nod, each of his nine tails flowing and ebbing at different rates behind him
"This ship is accomodating, is it not?" his voice seems like he genuinely enjoys being here. "My name is Omi."
Passive Perception: 24
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
"Huh. Name's Matt, nice to meet you, Deacon"
Howdy, I'm Trilogy, but y'all can call me "3" if y'all want.
A little about me, I'm a bit of an emotional trainwreck, but I'm workin' on gettin' better. My favorite things in life are TTRPGs, Deathcore, and doin' sensational pinch harmonics until my cab blows out (I've done this like twice, but it was all in good fun). Favorite band is Lorna Shore, y'all should check out their newest studio album, IFTEFWM, it's a banger, trust me.
That's all from me, for now, take it easy ladies and gents,
Trilogy
"Yep, 'course." he nods, closing his eyes again
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
"I agree, it feels quite comfortable. Very... tranquil, peaceful. I like it a lot." Her voice doesn't quite convey the same enthusiasm, but it and her body language suggest she's quite relaxed- probably for the first time in a while.
She fully looks up from her book, a slight smile on her face, and offers a gloved hand to shake. "Atla Greybriar. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Omi."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Viande nods and pours some tea into a cup with a large mechanism. He never uses tea bags, preferring fresh plants from local farms, steeping them with his massive infuser cauldron before using a pull-chord on the ceiling to lower a ramp that allows the tea to pour out.
He places the cup on a saucer before bringing it over. "It's one of my most popular brews."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"The pleasure is mine." he says with enthusiasm, orange eyes flickering softly as he takes her hand in his paw, shaking it strong
"That novel. I haven't seen anything bound like that for centuries."
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Deacon drinks his tea. “A fine brew, could rival that of my families crèche.”
“And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'"
"I've been working on this book for a long time- not centuries, though. This binding technique was used mostly for holy books in my home realm. Took a lot of trial and error to try to replicate it." She holds the open tome towards him, showing its pages- what look to be arcane scrolls made on old parchment and hide. "Feel free to take a gander, I only ask that you be careful with the pages"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*FORMER QUEEN YVONNE!*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
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, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Yes, the seals are broken, and I am free to wander the forums once more! How doth thee fare, friend?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Really good! I'm happy that you're back, I did miss you.*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
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, Aspen, and Foalin.
Viande bows his head. "I wouldn't say such things about my family... but you are right." He smiles warmly. "Glad you're here, stranger. I'm Viande."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Vibe chef walks in with a bowl of VibeFries (TM)*
"Hey who's the owner of the tavern, I'm looking for a job"
Inferniak's followers
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/237064-cult-of-inferniak
Enter Stormdriven:
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/dungeons-dragons-discussion/story-lore/236865-stormdriven-homebrew-world
(self styled) Greatest twist a wish player.
*err, I feel like I should make a more serious character*
Inferniak's followers
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/237064-cult-of-inferniak
Enter Stormdriven:
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/dungeons-dragons-discussion/story-lore/236865-stormdriven-homebrew-world
(self styled) Greatest twist a wish player.
Viande looks over and sits up in his seat. "We're not hiring, but I can look through the posters and find something for you," he offers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*That sounds like a good idea, but you're allowed to have multiple characters on here, so you can have both a serious and unserious character if you would like that*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels