Sun digs its heels to taunt you
He/Him | #DNDRP | written by bardlockcafe | 3.5 ruleset
» A man remembering himself
» Crusader, defender, combat healer
❝ ...deep in their hearts they remembered hell. ❞
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.
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.
its a retreat at that point
They stare, dumbfounded, at @eshenesra.sunder.my.
"...Of all that lurks in shadow, what...?"
They stare, dumbfounded, at @eshenesra.sunder.my.
"...Of all that lurks in shadow, what...?"
Stock-still with shock, a loud gasp crosses the cacophony of voices.
Stock-still with shock, a loud gasp crosses the cacophony of voices.
A shout comes from the bar, and they land instead upon the Hell-touched,
A shout comes from the bar, and they land instead upon the Hell-touched,
"Lazarus, ma'am. Vagrant, right?"
"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."
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."
"Lazarus, ma'am. Vagrant, right?"
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."
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?"
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...?"
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."
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...?"
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!?"
Tired blinking.
"....What was the question?"
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...?"
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
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
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
Tired blinking.
"....What was the question?"
"What day is it?"
Tired blinking.
"....What was the question?"