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@modest: depends on time of day, but I suppose could be full or empty depending on the person imagining.
This will be Elec-Squall's replacement when he retires.
The character is mechanically a single cleric, but will be RP'd as twin sisters.
Veruza and Audrey were two characters made in another game, that I'm adapting to play in LEB. They are two separate characters, but I can't get Audrey's creator to jump on the forum. Since I can't bear to separate them, thought this the next best solution.
Audrey is the top picture female, Veruza the bottom picture female.
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OOC: I'll answer that tomorrow.[sblock=OOC]
Err, say what??? Are we playing DND or super heroes?
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As the bartender turns around with the second beer, Dalvach holds up his right hand outstretched, indicating he'd like five more. "Aye, aye...waiting is one practice we know too well eh brother? I hope our travels have not left your mind as dull as your flail," Dalvach smiles snidely, then sighs heavily, looking every bit of his one hundred and three years. "I do miss the old days though friend. Things were so much simpler then. Now..." he trails off, "I wonder where hath our newly acquiesced friend the cleric be?" Dalvach tries to keep his voice low enough so that only Daegaul would hear his speech. He rumbles in the ancient low-dwarven tongue taught to him by his father, and his father before him, and so on and so on until the few years ago that the language found new ears. Daegaul, first trusted outside of the Mror clan mountains to know his fathers version of dwarvish. "Kunth gara mona freerd, arund yun tin fudrerard gunth. Verat yudsun rasgimbatuk cun-ta-ga?"
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[sblock=Dwarvish] These people smell strange, and none know their true selves. Do ye think them worthy of inspiration?[/sblock]
Passing the now rapt adventurers by, the twins made directly for Daegaul and Dalvach. Boys, we're sure you heard us coming. smiled the twins.
"I'm not fully certain anyone is worthy these days Dalvach. You and I both will most likely have to commit to a few more atrocities on the type of adventure we're seeking. We'll have to be content with the best we can do..." Daegaul scans the room quickly through his peripherals, studying faces while enjoying another sip of brew. "i can be satisfied with that." Daegual says with smirk as he lightly flicks one of three vicious looking flail heads in the direction of Dalvach's lined up beers. The point of the flail head punctures the thin glass of one beer to allow its crimson brown contents to spill out onto the counter.
The proffered beer is taken up by Veruza, Thank you, but Audrey cuts in as Veruza looks away, What about me?
Veruza hands the beer to Audrey as the monk speaks, I'm having water Audrey finishes the sentence as if she'd been speaking all along, Ah there's my beer, knew you'd remember me Daegaul. says the monk with a wink.
Find a job? asked the twins in their pseudo-song. Avoiding obviously suicidal missions, or being waste deep in sludge, Would be serene. calmly recited the twins.
The twins take careful note of the Tower's Shard. Scanning the room, most things seem in place, people carousing, patrons drinking, and then... Veruza spots it first, and alerts Audrey and the others via telepathic warning.
Eladrin out of place in the corner, watching everyone unhappily, judging, weighing. She keeps the pleasant smile going for Varis, not wanting to give away the possible danger.