*who is speaking dude? I need names so Malwyn knows whom to give things to, pls. And make sure your orders are from medieval age or d&d age, pls, it makes for better role play and Malwyn doesn’t know any of the foods from present day*
Here is the story of Avalon Farwood, rightful heir to the Farwood thieves guild
When I was a little elf, my mother was a masked lord of Waterdeep, and my father was the leader of a thieves guild in Skullport. One night, a rival lord came to our house in the countryside and killed my parents. My two older brothers, Elias and Tobias, inherited the entire Farwood fortune. Elias took up the mantle of our mother, and Tobias took the thieves guild. Eventually Tobias died of accidentally drinking poison, and the thieves guild should have gone to me, but instead ended up in the hands of Klon, a dangerous assassin. I was forced to flee the city... or die. And so, now my purpose is to reclaim my right to my thieves guild.
*Sorry, it's a little short, but I had to revise it a lot from the original.*
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An Assassin of Random
Will try to post, but I have a busy schedule and have to attend to the real world.(Currently un-unavailable, whatever that means...)
"Whatever it was, it was my sister, not me!"
I play Avalon Farwood, Esthvele, and Anacra in the Tales of the Adventurers Tavern.
*Sheeeeez this is from a long time ago... a lot has changed...*
" I am no good at storys so I am sorry, but as I recount my life I realize that perhaps it wasn't all bad. You see, I cannot die. No more than that I can die, the gods made me so I can record the history of the world. I have seen countless friends die, I have seen empires rise and fall, and I have seen many races get hunted into extinction. And I remember it all, their voices, the voices of the dead haunt me every day wondering why I get to live while the good people of the world die. For when I die I get reborn soon after, my job is never finished. This chocolate milk is the only thing that makes life bearable, truly a cure all. But I will outlive you all, and see this great place crumble to dust for nothing is eternal. One day perhaps Years in the future I will take vengeance on the gods, and maybe truly die so I can join my friends in the other world. "
Grey takes another sip, then just stares into the mug for a long time
Talitha hesitates, then continues talking to Avalon. “I’m a...borrower, so I may have some knowledge of your guild.” Unlike Lyra’s voice, which is smooth and soft, Talitha’s goes up and down in pitch.
*I'm working on it. It's taking a while. Can you all just be patient?*
An Assassin of Random
Will try to post, but I have a busy schedule and have to attend to the real world.(Currently un-unavailable, whatever that means...)
"Whatever it was, it was my sister, not me!"
I play Avalon Farwood, Esthvele, and Anacra in the Tales of the Adventurers Tavern.
*Sheeeeez this is from a long time ago... a lot has changed...*
Herbert is a little annoyed and wonders why the story hasnt started yet.
I Love Gelatinous Cubes
And Gelatinous Humanoids.
I am a full supporter of the LGBTQ+ community.
Black Lives matter
Dont forget your mask!
Grey suddenly he spaced out and everything is back to normal. Another sip of chocolate milk is needed to ponder this.
" Malwyn, you wouldn't happen to have any pastries here? "
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Oh sorry didnt see that
I Love Gelatinous Cubes
And Gelatinous Humanoids.
I am a full supporter of the LGBTQ+ community.
Black Lives matter
Dont forget your mask!
*please be patient, things take time, especially story telling. A story isn’t a good one if it is rushed*
Do’ Taba the Honest Merchant
Malwyn the Barkeeper of The Tales of Adventurers’ Tavern
*thats how d&d works, mate. Ya wing everything.*
Do’ Taba the Honest Merchant
Malwyn the Barkeeper of The Tales of Adventurers’ Tavern
"I want pastries tooooooo" says Herbert
"Il have a croissant, with a Frappuccino as well.
I Love Gelatinous Cubes
And Gelatinous Humanoids.
I am a full supporter of the LGBTQ+ community.
Black Lives matter
Dont forget your mask!
*who is speaking dude? I need names so Malwyn knows whom to give things to, pls. And make sure your orders are from medieval age or d&d age, pls, it makes for better role play and Malwyn doesn’t know any of the foods from present day*
Do’ Taba the Honest Merchant
Malwyn the Barkeeper of The Tales of Adventurers’ Tavern
" I have 1 gold piece and 42 silver to my name... So something cheap please. " Grey says wondering what is a croissant and frappuccino
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Here is the story of Avalon Farwood, rightful heir to the Farwood thieves guild
When I was a little elf, my mother was a masked lord of Waterdeep, and my father was the leader of a thieves guild in Skullport. One night, a rival lord came to our house in the countryside and killed my parents. My two older brothers, Elias and Tobias, inherited the entire Farwood fortune. Elias took up the mantle of our mother, and Tobias took the thieves guild.
Eventually Tobias died of accidentally drinking poison, and the thieves guild should have gone to me, but instead ended up in the hands of Klon, a dangerous assassin.
I was forced to flee the city... or die.
And so, now my purpose is to reclaim my right to my thieves guild.
*Sorry, it's a little short, but I had to revise it a lot from the original.*
An Assassin of Random
Will try to post, but I have a busy schedule and have to attend to the real world.(Currently un-unavailable, whatever that means...)
"Whatever it was, it was my sister, not me!"
I play Avalon Farwood, Esthvele, and Anacra in the Tales of the Adventurers Tavern.
*Sheeeeez this is from a long time ago... a lot has changed...*
Grey mutters something under his breath and the glass turns into a mug as a straw and marshmallows appear in the now heated chocolate milk.
* Magical magic is magic, polymorphic endless glass of chocolate milk *
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" A tragic story but may I tell you mine? " Grey says clearly saddened as he recounts his life
* This is going to involve gods if that's okay *
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Lyra smiles at Malwyn and takes a sip of her ale. “Thank you! Her name is Talitha. She’s a rogue.”
”Borrower,” Talitha corrects her with a grin. She smiles at Avalon. “Betrayal and deceit sound fun...”
*Hurrah! Another story!*
An Assassin of Random
Will try to post, but I have a busy schedule and have to attend to the real world.(Currently un-unavailable, whatever that means...)
"Whatever it was, it was my sister, not me!"
I play Avalon Farwood, Esthvele, and Anacra in the Tales of the Adventurers Tavern.
*Sheeeeez this is from a long time ago... a lot has changed...*
"Not when you're the subject..."
An Assassin of Random
Will try to post, but I have a busy schedule and have to attend to the real world.(Currently un-unavailable, whatever that means...)
"Whatever it was, it was my sister, not me!"
I play Avalon Farwood, Esthvele, and Anacra in the Tales of the Adventurers Tavern.
*Sheeeeez this is from a long time ago... a lot has changed...*
“Very good point,” Talitha acknowledges. “I liked your story.”
*I’m seriously busy irl so I’ll be on when I can.*
"Thank you."
An Assassin of Random
Will try to post, but I have a busy schedule and have to attend to the real world.(Currently un-unavailable, whatever that means...)
"Whatever it was, it was my sister, not me!"
I play Avalon Farwood, Esthvele, and Anacra in the Tales of the Adventurers Tavern.
*Sheeeeez this is from a long time ago... a lot has changed...*
" I am no good at storys so I am sorry, but as I recount my life I realize that perhaps it wasn't all bad. You see, I cannot die. No more than that I can die, the gods made me so I can record the history of the world. I have seen countless friends die, I have seen empires rise and fall, and I have seen many races get hunted into extinction. And I remember it all, their voices, the voices of the dead haunt me every day wondering why I get to live while the good people of the world die. For when I die I get reborn soon after, my job is never finished. This chocolate milk is the only thing that makes life bearable, truly a cure all. But I will outlive you all, and see this great place crumble to dust for nothing is eternal. One day perhaps Years in the future I will take vengeance on the gods, and maybe truly die so I can join my friends in the other world. "
Grey takes another sip, then just stares into the mug for a long time
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Talitha hesitates, then continues talking to Avalon. “I’m a...borrower, so I may have some knowledge of your guild.” Unlike Lyra’s voice, which is smooth and soft, Talitha’s goes up and down in pitch.
" Anyway, when's the pastries coming along? " Grey says taking another sip of chocolate milk the pain fading from his face.
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?