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Between work and home life, several things have come up making life extremely stressful. I am sorry, but I need to withdraw from all of my PBP games. It has been fun playing with you all. I hope to be able to come back to the boards in the future, but until then, have fun.

Taniriel shrugs and follows Lyle, walking gracefully beside him.

Taniriel walks up, surprised at all the chaos. What is going on?

Also still here.

Taniriel continues talking late into the night. When it is time for the reading the next morning, he wakes and prepares himself, making it just in time.

Well, that's interesting, Taniriel says quietly. I'm in his will? He shakes his head trying to clear it. I corresponded with him, but I never thought . . . Tanirial trails off, his eyebrows furrowing. Well, if Sir Cosma wants me there, I suppose I should be there.

Feel free. I'm Taniriel. Pleased to meet you. Taniriel reaches out, offering a hand to Lyle. It appears that this fine woman has something of yours.

Ah yes, Taniriel nods, Well, we can always try to wake him ourselves if you're anxious to give it back. A friend of yours? Taniriel asks, motioning to Lyle.

Tamara, pleasure to meet you. Then Taniriel looks over at the tiefling, I see what you mean now. Whenever he does wake, he will likely have a major headache to deal with. Taniriel laughs.

The aasimar excuses herself, having suddenly remembered something, and makes her way over to Lyle. To Taniriel, who is standing close by (either that or she doesn't want to talk to the drunken humans who are closer), "Do you've any idea when he'll wake up?"

Taniriel looks up at the woman with the blue skin. When who'll wake up?[b] He says looking over the crowd. [b]I don't see anyone asleep. Then he turns back to the woman, I'm Taniriel by the way. He puts one hand to his chest and makes a small bowing gesture.

Yeah, we'll make it through. It'll just be a different game for us.

Not me . . .

This might be kind of challenging.

An elf sits in the room, his dark green hair swaying as he moves. Taniriel listens to the stories, a small smile on his face. When the opening comes, he tells the story of when he met Sir Cosma, laughing at the contrast between the lengthy discussion about the ruins and the violent swordplay with goblins. When he finishes, he raises his glass high, To Sir Cosma, the scholar and the warrior. The rest of his drink slides quickly down Taniriel's throat.

Definitely here and interested.

I just took average gold, but if you would like rolled:

4d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 5, 5) = 21 x 10 gp = 210 gp

Just checking in to say that I'm still interested in this happening. I sure hope it's still on.

Taniriel's been fixed. I didn't do much with some of the background because a lot of that was intended the way you said above, just wasn't clear enough. (Such as warped casting. That's why he couldn't unlock it until he studied the sword. It changed the way he moved and spoke enough to make it work.)

Okay, cool. Anything I need to fix fluffwise on Taniriel?

Hmmm. . . . Bump?

Alright so finally got the background done. Took a little longer than I had hoped. I know that I may need to change some things (being that I am elven where you said the most changes would be), but I figured it would be easier for me to start and then have you tell me where the changes are needed. Just let me know and I will happily fix it.

BTW: I just realized I never mentioned, this is Runner188.

Here's the build, just need to insert background/personality/appearance.
I should have that all up later today.