[town] The Memory Loss Tavern, Drink till you get amnesia!

Um... here? What do you mean by "Where to post"?

Like a character sheet.

Caracter sheet, caracter shmeet. Just post.

Someone who looks exactly like this: (Posted Image) pops into existance.

Hielo everybady.

You could've just walk through the door. Back in my day, it was common courtesy.

And whats the fun in that?

Derik tells a random stranger to close there eyes, tap their feet, and say there's no place like home. Then he hits them over the head with his staff.

It does get boring popping from place to place you know. Says Bobicus, looking at Derik with disgust. Not that he would know, as Bobicus' face is obscured by the smoke from his cigar.

Derik points at a potted flower. Animate plant. The flower comes to life and tickles Bobicus.

Tries to tickle. Bobicus is not tickled.

A tallish figure in a mysterious dark cloak walks into a bar. "GAH!" He rubs his head in annoyance. "Someone should lower that thing!" He ducks down and walks through the doorway, taking a seat at a table. A second, equally-mysterious cloaked figure walks through the doorway, ducking under the bar and taking a seat at the same table. A third, halfling-sized, cloaked figure walks through the doorway, mumbling, "Whats with all the cloaks?" before sitting down next to the others.


((I shall join, and you shall all perish! Perish I say! MUAHHHAHAHAHAHA))

Hey.

The smallest one (halfling sized) looks up and says,"Greetings. My companions and I seek a place to stay for the night. Do you know of a place?"
WHISPERING "See if he knows where we can get some baby blood in a glass."
"What? We're supposed to be keeping a low profile! Do you know what that means?"
"Yes, yes, but I'm sure loads of people drink baby blood... Right?"
"...No...Shut up..." WHISPERING


((The purple text was the third one to come in who is the size of a halfling and has a male voice, the pink was the second to come in and has a female voice, and the orange was the first to come and has a male voice.))

Here's a lot of cloaked persons here, or am I just paranoid? Arky says to Ruyine and pulls on his own hood while looking at the new guys.


Tim takes a vial from Arky and flies to the three cloaked guys table and say Your smell indicate vampires or grave robbers, if you're vampires you should now this is holy water and garlic that I ain't afraid of using. So am I right?... (he has a very good sense of smell, and if the vampire thing is correct the water will be acidic to them)

"Well-" "Yeah, we're vampires. But what are you going to do about that, little lizard?" The one speaking jumps to his feet and pulls a shortsword out of his cloak, pointing it at the reptile. The smallest one just sighs and reaches into his cloak, and the other vampire turns to Arky and states in a dry voice, "You're not paranoid, but sometimes it is better to have a little paranoia." She glances at her companion brandishing the sword and adds, "Not too much though."


((How my charecters would look uncloaked and their names.
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I know the Town doesn't go by D&D rules, the classes are just to show what their abilities would be like and the alignments to show their behavior. And I haven't thought of a name for "Vampire Pink" yet, so we'll just call her Pink :P ))

Nope, not paranoid. Just the typical attire for a place like this. I'm not too fond of that kind of clothing though. I'm Ruyine; you're...? The pixie takes a large pomegranate and starts editing it.

{Ruyine is wearing a blue and red outfit (baggy t-shirt and shorts).}

I told you my name five minutes ago? Arky says (he did, it's Archimedes Faustian II)

Tim just stares at the sword, says I'm a pocket dragon, not a lizzard. The difference iss that I can do thiss and blow a flame on vampire Rot's hand setting his sleeve on fire, jumps to Norlig's shoulder holding the open vial close to his mouth and say No trickss big guy or your companion will die turns at Norlig and say Nothing perssonal, it's jusst to enssure my safety from your rather wild companion. It seemss he's one of thosse who think I'm their enemy if I now about something like thiss, I will let go as soon as I'm out of danger.. So what's your story? The last is said in a friendly tone implying that he is well willed.

When this happens Arky mumbles a word and draws some sort of weapon, is surrounded by a mist and say Please don't make a fight of it to Rot

"Gah!" The vampire shakes his burning sleeve violently before taking his cloak off and throwing it to the ground. With a hate filled gaze set on Tim, he raises his sword and takes a step closer. "Why you little-" The kobold vampire who Tim has perched on points at Rot and magical energy shoots out and blasts the other vampire back. "Pink, restrain him." The third vampire, Pink, takes a seven-stringed lyre out of her cloak and plays a tune on it. Magic crackles in the air and Rot's arms and legs seem to be immobolized. The downed vampire snarls viciously at his companions, but another chord from the bard shuts him up. Norlig turns his head to the tiny dragon on his shoulder. "Sorry about that. Our "friend" is almost completely insane. He doesn't even remember his own name. But where are my manners? I am Norlig, that is... err... Pink," "Hello." "And our mad companion is known as Rot."

Pink? I like the name. I'm Abigale

Abigale reaches out to shake Pink's hand.

Pink grins and shakes Abigale's hand. "Pleased to meet you."

Nice to know your names.

Ruyine places the pomegranate carefully on the ground behind his seat. It quickly sprouts into a bonsai, and starts giving off a calming aroma.

Hope you don't mind, it should help calm him down a bit, even if he is completely mad.

No problem. Tim say and jumps down on table, throws the vial to Arky who's no-longer concealed in mist. He then sits on the table and continue talking I'm Timothy Draco, What are your business in this town

Arky grabs the vial and start mixing something in his wineglass

"We really don't have anything specific do to. No goals in our undeath. We used to go around killing and feeding on people, it was our only way to survive, in our undead way. But, we found these." Norlig holds up a mug he took out of his cloak. It was a muddy brown color, and runes were carved around it. "Thank whatever gods are watching for magic. These are handy little mugs, able to produce almost any liquid in its natural state. This includes blood." As the kobold speaks, the mug flashes and is suddenly filled with a blood red liquid. "No more bloodthirsty killings, we didn't have to be evil." Vampire Rot, still on the ground, stops struggling and watches the mug in Norlig's hand intently. "Of course, by then Rot was crazy. He still kills sometimes though, without warning. He's barely a sentinent creature anymore, has the instinct of a predator."
Rot, as if on que, suddenly summons the will to pass through the magical restraints. He jumps up and snatches the mug from the suprised kobold's hand. The hungry vampire slurps the blood up quickly, and when it is gone glares at the mug. Enchanted to follow the wishes of its holder, the cup quickly fills up with blood again. Rot continues gorging himself. When done, he sets the cup down on the table and takes his seat again. The vampire pulls up his hood and sits silently. "Madness, thats all that fills my head."
Norlig sighs, and takes the mug, filling it with blood again. Pink holds up her lyre and askes, "Who wants a song?"


((Backstoryriffic!))

Arky's wine turns blue and start sending firework like sparkles up in the air Well, THAT was pretty unexpected. he say and fills it on a vial (that of course is put in his pocket) He puts his feet's on the table and try to get a nap, but first he say Too bad about your friend, wish I could help you in this mishap and summons the mist again (which now has eyes looking out on the other Inn folks)

Tim orders half a small jug of light ale and say Sounds bad, but those jugs seems like some pretty powerful magic items. Did they have anything to do with your whisper before. to Norlig. He look at Arky and sighs of his bad manner, looks at Pink and utter A song would be nice, yes.

"Powerful magic indeed." Norlig takes a sip of the bloodfilled cup. "Yes, play us a song Pink."
Pink nods and raises her lyre again. She strums it softly, filling the room with music. With the aid of a bit of bardic magic, everyone in the room is filled with a happy, warm feeling. They feel at peace. Even Rot seems to be affected, but not so much.

((Unless a person is extremely evil or deaf, they should all feel a bit better))

The woman plugs her ears, she does not like the sound at all. She is also not deaf.

Pink doesn't notice Abigale's discomfort and keeps on playing. Norlig is enjoying the music and doesn't notice either. Rot sees it, but doesn't particularly care.


((Hmm.. Is she evil? Or just really grumpy?))

((Neither. She isn't technically evil.))

Pink, that's kinda... ugh... Abigale says, still plugging her ears.

Derik shudders. Vampires. He pulls his hood over his face and hums in elvish to drown out everything around him.

Not bad Pinky, but I've heard better.

Ruyine pokes around in the bowl, then asks the bartender if he has a salak.

Pink stops playing and glances at her lyre. She looks at it like the instrument has somehow betrayed her. Norlig raises an eyebrow. (wait, do kobolds even have eyebrows?)
"Druids. Tree-hugging hippies." Rot snarls under his breath, noticing Derik.

Vampire! Derik points accusingly. Abbomination!, Creeping doom! Centipedes burst from the ground and spring towards Rot and his buddies.

"What the?! Prismatic Spray!" Norlig points at the centipedes and seven beams of different colors spray over the bugs. Vampire Rot leaps to his feet and points his crossbow at Derik.

Fire storm! Small beads of fire shoot from Deriks fingers towards Rot.

"Invisibility!" Pink strums her lyre and dissapears from sight. Norlig begins to intone an incantation, but stops when the fire reaches him. "Gah!" Rot snarls and fires his crossbow at the druid.

Repel metal or stone. (nifty that druid spell list, eh?) With a flick of Deriks hand, the bolts bounce away.

"Darkness" Pink's voice comes from behind Derik. A magical darkness radiates 20 feet out from Derik. All three vampires, unknown to anyone who can't see in the darkness, turn into bats.

Ha! You think that will stop me? True seeing! Earth quake! (5 feet radius)

All three vampires, flying in bat form, are unaffected by the earthquake. Norlig sends out a telepathic message. Come creatures of the night! Come to me! From all over the Town bats start to fly towards the tavern. Rot and Pink circle above Derik's head.

Hey! Knock it off; some of us are trying to enjoy their visit!

Calm animal. Wall of thorns. Derik laughs at the pitiful atack.

Why is it always so violent. Hey, druidy mcTriggerhappy. Guess what, I'm part devil. Does that make me an abomination?

Abigale is part devil.

That depends, are you against the laws of nature. Are you currently trying to kill me? Derik throws a rock in the air. Shape stone. The rock changes into a dagger. Derik catches it in his hand and throws it at a vampire.

That'd be a double no. But are you aware that vampires are not vampires by choice? Are you aware that they are the product of other vampires, who infect this with this disease? It's like blaming a man for having his arm chopped off.

Abigale, voice of reason.

Derik hears reasoning. His spells flicker and a bat flies into his face.

They don't teach you that in Druid school? Odd. Abigale says, getting a drink for herself and the druid if he wants one.

Derik accepts it. Thank you.

So... What's it like being a druid? Abigale asks, taking a sip of her drink.

It's nice being able to control nature. Derik says, finishing his drink. It's annoying when forest fires start, though.

Why? Cause it's your duty to stop them... Or the other druids get angry at you for starting it? Abigale jokes. Emphasis on jokes. She does not want a face full of fire storm.

Derik glows and changes into a panther. (the same color as the hair on his head.)