Yuri fell down that hole again, her sanity being relinquished to the Queen of the Summer Court. Tatiana has had her chains wrapped around the princess for a while, but now that Yuri has willingly given herself up, she knows she can do much more harm with her new vessel. She took her friend's body as well, the Archfey of the Night, Donn. She speared him with sunlight and bent his mind to serve her.
The abduction of the only daughter from the House of Weavers and the Acuito Druid, Oval, was just the start of a much larger and more complex story. As investigators delved deeper into the case, they uncovered a twisted plot that involved a new queen, whose beauty was marred by an underlying sense of revulsion. The situation was like an iceberg, with only the tip visible at first glance, but with so much more hidden beneath the surface.
Zenix, Oswald, Theren, Egregore, and many more have been affected, but this is a whole new level of demented joy that is meant to ruin their lives as well.
With her stealing children and now someone close to the material plane, she has poked nerves that she can never repair.
As if by some otherworldly force, you suddenly find yourselves transported to the heart of the Feywild. A place of great beauty and wonder, but now it's a shadow of its former self. The world around you is twisted and broken, the once vibrant colors now muted and dark. The air is thick with anger and rage, and the mists that once added an enchanting aura to the landscape now seem ominous and foreboding. It's as if the very essence of this place has been corrupted, creating a dark and disgusting world that you must now navigate.
What do you do?
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
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Each one of them is going to take 36 Radiant Damage as a burst of sunlight fills the area.
Talbot quietly removes his wraps. Each undead within 60ft of him regains 30 hit points, and each non-undead takes 30 necrotic damage. As the wraps come off, he reveals his true form: a gargantuan Atropal with four arms, allowed to fully mature due to the consumption of dead gods, plentiful as they are in Ravenloft.
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
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Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
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Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
1314191118
Each one of them is going to take 36 Radiant Damage as a burst of sunlight fills the area.
Talbot quietly removes his wraps. Each undead within 60ft of him regains 30 hit points, and each non-undead takes 30 necrotic damage. As the wraps come off, he reveals his true form: a gargantuan Atropal with four arms, allowed to fully mature due to the consumption of dead gods, plentiful as they are in Ravenloft.
(I am going to need two WIS saves and a CON save)
A child stands before, a little girl with long black hair and pale skin. The weaver's Child. She weeps "It hurts.. It hurts so much mister." She says and thorns spring from her wrists and veins, poking through her skin. She begins to choke on her own blood as vines covered in thorns protrude from her throat, climbing out through her mouth.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
(I am going to need three CON saves and a WIS save)
"How do you know Theren?.. I can see inside your mind."
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
(I am going to need three CON saves and a WIS save)
"How do you know Theren?.. I can see inside your mind."
A voice counters her, the Nameless Gods. "SILENCE WITCH!"
CON: 282125
WIS: 24
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Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
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Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
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Yuri fell down that hole again, her sanity being relinquished to the Queen of the Summer Court. Tatiana has had her chains wrapped around the princess for a while, but now that Yuri has willingly given herself up, she knows she can do much more harm with her new vessel. She took her friend's body as well, the Archfey of the Night, Donn. She speared him with sunlight and bent his mind to serve her.
The abduction of the only daughter from the House of Weavers and the Acuito Druid, Oval, was just the start of a much larger and more complex story. As investigators delved deeper into the case, they uncovered a twisted plot that involved a new queen, whose beauty was marred by an underlying sense of revulsion. The situation was like an iceberg, with only the tip visible at first glance, but with so much more hidden beneath the surface.
Zenix, Oswald, Theren, Egregore, and many more have been affected, but this is a whole new level of demented joy that is meant to ruin their lives as well.
With her stealing children and now someone close to the material plane, she has poked nerves that she can never repair.
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As if by some otherworldly force, you suddenly find yourselves transported to the heart of the Feywild. A place of great beauty and wonder, but now it's a shadow of its former self. The world around you is twisted and broken, the once vibrant colors now muted and dark. The air is thick with anger and rage, and the mists that once added an enchanting aura to the landscape now seem ominous and foreboding. It's as if the very essence of this place has been corrupted, creating a dark and disgusting world that you must now navigate.
What do you do?
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
13 14 19 11 18
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
Each one of them is going to take 38 Radiant Damage as a burst of sunlight fills the area.
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
Talbot quietly removes his wraps. Each undead within 60ft of him regains 30 hit points, and each non-undead takes 30 necrotic damage. As the wraps come off, he reveals his true form: a gargantuan Atropal with four arms, allowed to fully mature due to the consumption of dead gods, plentiful as they are in Ravenloft.
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D
(I am going to need two WIS saves and a CON save)
A child stands before, a little girl with long black hair and pale skin. The weaver's Child. She weeps "It hurts.. It hurts so much mister." She says and thorns spring from her wrists and veins, poking through her skin. She begins to choke on her own blood as vines covered in thorns protrude from her throat, climbing out through her mouth.
(I am going to need three CON saves and a WIS save)
"How do you know Theren?.. I can see inside your mind."
A voice counters her, the Nameless Gods. "SILENCE WITCH!"
CON: 28 21 25
WIS: 24
Fear not of death, for it is natural. Like the sun.
Also, please check out my photography here ---> LINK
Please let me know what you think about my photography via PMs. :D