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Lazarus Oathbearer
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Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end
Sun digs its heels to taunt you

He/Him | #DNDRP | written by bardlockcafe | 3.5 ruleset
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❝ That was their way, their heathenish hope; ❞

» A man remembering himself
» Crusader, defender, combat healer

❝ ...deep in their hearts they remembered hell. ❞
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He steels himself with a deep breath, turning off the part of his brain that dealt in uncertainty and fear, and settles back into the mind of a monster hunter.

His entrance back into the bar was reserved and far from flashy, but a brief look at the man would show the change in his demeanor.
November 7, 2025 at 4:50 AM
[His tunic is on backwards]
A brave warrior got dressed this morning and I'm proud of them!
November 5, 2025 at 1:05 AM
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You'll learn to embrace pain.
November 4, 2025 at 3:06 AM
Tactical!
its not fleeing if he plans on coming back!

its a retreat at that point
November 3, 2025 at 10:31 PM
||I'll hit replies to other threads as I can, the Sundrinker event has taken a lot of my bandwidth and my days off are busy with chores and errands
November 3, 2025 at 10:29 PM
Too distracted by a kind woman to notice the fleeing hunter.
November 3, 2025 at 10:28 PM
Sorry, I'm... distracted.
November 3, 2025 at 5:34 AM
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"There, our comrade is the woman of white hair and feline ears, beside the red devil-man in his scarlet cloak and–"

They stare, dumbfounded, at @eshenesra.sunder.my.

"...Of all that lurks in shadow, what...?"
November 1, 2025 at 9:03 PM
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familiar form of @wastedcrusade.bsky.social.

Stock-still with shock, a loud gasp crosses the cacophony of voices.
November 1, 2025 at 9:13 PM
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As they enter, a wave of voices collides against them. It feels so suddenly uncomfortable, standing here alone, and strangely worse to be separated from Brash. Their eyes scan over the room for a sign of the front desk.

A shout comes from the bar, and they land instead upon the Hell-touched,
November 1, 2025 at 9:13 PM
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If you judge a man by appearance alone, you are more often a fool than not.
October 30, 2025 at 3:02 AM
Yuck
October 30, 2025 at 2:54 AM
Didn't she...? Perhaps his short-term memory has been affected, too. He smiles amiably enough and answers,

"Lazarus, ma'am. Vagrant, right?"
Upon hearing the strangers words, Vagrant felt herself relax a little. That sounded about right considering she must've been gone longer than expected.

"Alright then, southwest you said? I owe ya a drink for that."

She pauses as a thought comes to her.

"By the way I never caught your name."
"I've seen a lot of men."

A beat, a little longer than hers...

"...Oh! Traveling with you, you mean? I did see a group, they were–"

[Survival: 💥 Nat 20]

"–this way, just southwest of here. Talking about a woman they needed to find, I think? I could show you where I saw them."
October 27, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Well he didn't set the claymore...
His amnesia does not excuse him from his violence.
He's just a little amnesiac guy....
October 27, 2025 at 6:47 PM
He's just a little amnesiac guy....
October 27, 2025 at 5:38 PM
"I've seen a lot of men."

A beat, a little longer than hers...

"...Oh! Traveling with you, you mean? I did see a group, they were–"

[Survival: 💥 Nat 20]

"–this way, just southwest of here. Talking about a woman they needed to find, I think? I could show you where I saw them."
"Vagrant, call me Vagrant."

She responds with a nod. That is until she realizes she is missing multiple people.

"Hey, you didn't happen to see three men around here did ya?"
"Hm? Oh, Lazarus."

It occurs to his tired mind that he probably isn't meant to be... wherever this is, but he's not sure where he [is] meant to be, anyway.

"Good morning. Nice weather, Miss...?"
October 27, 2025 at 5:38 PM
He is literally just 🤸‍♂️
October 27, 2025 at 5:08 PM
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November 14, 2024 at 7:10 PM
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Steps on the claymore
November 14, 2024 at 7:10 PM
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Wanders by
November 14, 2024 at 7:10 PM
"Hm? Oh, Lazarus."

It occurs to his tired mind that he probably isn't meant to be... wherever this is, but he's not sure where he [is] meant to be, anyway.

"Good morning. Nice weather, Miss...?"
"Hell if I know..."

Vagrant shrugs as she rubs the sleep from her eyes. It takes a moment for her brain to catch up before she realizes.

"Wait... who the hell are you!?"
"Eight in the morning."

Tired blinking.

"....What was the question?"
October 27, 2025 at 3:27 PM
||if I had to count on my fingers how many times I've caught AI errors while trying to source a piece I thought had a real artist, I would need as many fingers as AI could give me.
October 27, 2025 at 3:17 PM
||ADDED BENEFIT: You'll save yourself from accidently using AI if you give it that extra bit of scrutiny.
\\👏 CREDIT 👏 ARTIST 👏 NORMALLY 👏 DON'T 👏 BE 👏 A 👏 JACKASS 👏 AND 👏 JUST 👏 SAY 👏 "CREDIT 👏 TO 👏 THE 👏 ARTIST” 👏

THAT IS AS BAD AS STEALING ART BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO LAZY TO REVERSE IMAGE SEARCH. IF YOU CANT FIND THE ARTIST, DON'T USE THE ART
October 27, 2025 at 3:16 PM
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\\👏 CREDIT 👏 ARTIST 👏 NORMALLY 👏 DON'T 👏 BE 👏 A 👏 JACKASS 👏 AND 👏 JUST 👏 SAY 👏 "CREDIT 👏 TO 👏 THE 👏 ARTIST” 👏

THAT IS AS BAD AS STEALING ART BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO LAZY TO REVERSE IMAGE SEARCH. IF YOU CANT FIND THE ARTIST, DON'T USE THE ART
October 27, 2025 at 11:33 AM
"Eight in the morning."

Tired blinking.

"....What was the question?"
Groggily waking up.

"What day is it?"
October 27, 2025 at 3:14 PM