"Viniirik. Investigator of all things arcane or mundane. For the right price."
[Arcane Trickster]
[Private Investigator]
[Whiskey Enthusiast]
[Neutral Good]
[#FantasyRP|#DnDRP|18+]
"So, tell me all about your problem."
“Hiya! The names Clover! How can I help~?”
D&D horny bard OC with an inventive and creative side!
Pansexual switch: 50/50 top/bottom, he does not care what you are just as long as you’re a good time~ ;)
#MVRP#LewdRP#DNDRP#nsfwrp#FantasyRP
🔞NO MINORS🔞
(More info below)
"The earth isss living too, we musssst protect it!"
🪷 Petal Dewleaf a wandering druid that explores wherever she ends up to help those in need and heals the land if it has been hurt from battle. Can be a bit standoffish when she first meets someone but quickly warms up to them.
"You can't deny you certainly look...savage." Among other things the Kenku won't be putting to words.
"I'm just an investigator. I look into problems for people. Usually cheating spouses, missing kids, that sorta thing."
“You speak like as if im some savage beast. I haven’t harmed anyone nor livestock I don’t crave the need for flesh or blood.
What are you?”
The arm stays extended, slowly lowering the arm to the ground, but still able to squeeze and snap the neck if be.
It...speaks? Well, that might change this situation.
"I just got paid to look into some creature a farmer had spotted. So uh, if you're it, then I guess my work is done here. I can just leave you be."
It appeared only by try that the avian would try to break free.
The wolf howled and showed its sharp dangerous fangs, mere inches to the face.
“What are you doing here, spying on me? With those perverse eyes… Watcher!”
To his credit, he makes a valiant attempt to free himself. Though, he's certainly not a physical powerhouse by any means. His skills are more suited to not getting caught than getting free.
With contact made, the beast grabbed the pitcher by the neck.
Off their feet, unable to reach ground, forced to grab the beasts enhanced strength Like arm and prepare for the worst.
As a last second reaction, the avian investigator manages to spin around and spot the beast. But the distance is far too close for comfort. He tries to reach for a knife.
The town didn’t know their Forest Ranger was a beast, bitten by a rabid Lycan, contracting Lycanism.
The investigator was spotted, the scent was there to the senses. Creeping closer to the other, with its claws extending to grab the nape of his neck.
Currently, the investigator is relying on spells of night vision to spot his quarry. But he hadn't found much luck. Too distracted. His mind definitely isn't on this particular job.
He wasn't sure that the witnessed had been credible, they were the paranoid type.
The pitcher individual would be surprised to find a beast within the wild compared near the city, this beast was something else.
A smell would linger too the bird once he was closer, but unaware where the other would have their golden eyes locked on.
"Let me make one thing perfectly clear. I am strictly attracted to anything that is adult and intelligent."
[Pansexual Character]
[Might be horny posting on the TL]
[You've been warned]
"Viniirik. Investigator of all things arcane or mundane. For the right price."
[Arcane Trickster]
[Private Investigator]
[Whiskey Enthusiast]
[Neutral Good]
[#FantasyRP|#DnDRP|18+]
"So, tell me all about your problem."
"I won't stop until I've seen it all."
[Tabaxi Sorceress]
[Seeker of Adventure]
[Loves Predicting the Future]
[#FantasyRP|#SFWRP|#NSFWRP|#DnDRP]
"Adventure matters more than anything else."