Recent content by Theodore Aleson

The illusion was done well enough for Theo to come to some conclusions. Obsidian blade. Bone hilt. Ghostglass. The item was likely either made during the Age of Uroghosh or in imitation of relics from that age. The fact he didn't recognize that fact sooner was a bit frustrating. Each age did...

Disappointment. Theo felt the emotion immediately when the real dagger wasn't produced, but he understood why they didn't. It was a valuable artifact of some lost culture as well as their main lead to whatever riches this woman was after. Instead she produced an illusion of the thing for him...

Since it is the holiday season I'll give them a couple more days. I'll post Saturday or Sunday.

Seretha ibnat Rezhe are we waiting for the others to post or shall I go ahead and respond?

A decision on exactly what to do was stripped right out of Theo's hands when his table companion and likely greatest source of his soon to come untimely death scampered off at the mention of adventure. His escape route also taken along with it as just leaving was not an option. He needed to gain...

The dreadful slop masquerading as something edible was abandoned by Theo. Sammy meanwhile was attempting to eat it only to spit it up and chitter her annoyance at him after only to attempt another bite as if things would be different this time yet again. They were not. Finding himself just...

The response he received to his inquiry about food was beyond disappointing. Food is food. That was how one devoid of a soul and lacking in any sense of decency would reply. One likely more demonic than human as the art of cooking was a craft granted to mortals by the gods themselves. Enjoying...

Gold needed to flow as freely as blood back in Alliria. Coins constantly changing hands as readily as rumors and gossip did a sewing circle. For some it made for a bustling, active place governed by equal measures order and chaos. But for someone like Theo it was just a draining leech constantly...

Alright I will try to get my post up this weekend. Been rather busy week for me so far.

I may be interested in this with Theo here. I have a lot going on IRL side so been chaotic on when I can post back to things for some time, but it is getting better. A group thread would probably not be so hard to keep up with for me now. With all that said, if enough people sign up for it...

Even before they were dismissed and Theo made sure to politely bow before backing out of his employer's office, his mind was methodically going over every detail that had been provided. Systematic dissection then cross referenced with his own knowledge. A sadly slow process for the given...

The "meat" that Miss Forrim had brought in this time was a woman. Quickly he glanced her over. There was a roughness about her. Not her face. No that was feminine as any other woman. It was the air about her and the way she dressed. Both held the roughness. But his attention went back to Miss...

"Can I help you?" Theo stood with pan in hand. A fire raging in its cooking pit in front of him. Chopped veggies and meat flipped as a large brute in hardened leather with a club on his side stood next to a more lithe man with charcoal hair watched slightly annoyed. A chubby raccoon making...

The scholar was beginning to regret his decision in attending this event. He was out of place amongst all these high status individuals and grand personalities. While the big one known as Skull-hammer was the loudest they were not the biggest problem. What was a big problem was all the tension...

Praise be to Alliria. Theo was actually able to blend in with this crowd of extinguished and powerful individuals without a problem so far. Sammy was actually behaving too. A true miracle even if he knew it was because she was finding all sorts of bugs to watch and eat to keep her distracted and...