"You will take whatever I desire to give you." He hovers toward wherever she is.
She laughs "Then I can't give you what you want.. What is it that the mortals say.. Tough [GP]"
"Let's be honest here: I'm not here because I want anything. I'm here because you will make a perfect Darklord. You have no self-awareness, no ability to repent or care for others, and have committed such atrocities that it baffles me how you weren't collected earlier. So do what you want. You have 17 minutes left. No need to set your affairs in order."
She tilts her head "And why in the world would you call upon me." She snorts, baring her teeth.
"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
He shrieks and starts to sprint, the nameless God guiding him to the castle.
*Yep! Hold on.*
His path is suddenly blocked as a large, black furred, three headed Goat is in his path. Its nsorts black smog from its nose and mouth. Its beady eyes glinting. It paws the ground and charges at them (Hit: 30 Damage: 14 and make a CON save if it hits.)
CON: 17
Theren retaliates, fire washing out from his body.
Attack: 28 Damage: 37
He is going to continue to lose 14 HP every turn until someone with medical knowledge heals him completely.
It snorts "You should've just died."
"I don't give up easily." he snarls as blackness starts to consume him and the goat.
The wounds snart to knit together as Theren is now a figure cloaked in darkness. "Fear. Pain. Suffering. That is what I will bring upon you Tatiana." he growls, voice doubling.
"Fine then, time to bring out a little surprise for you."
Oval seems to drop out from nowhere, struggling violently against nothing.
"Oval?" Theren asks. "Are you real?"
"Theren?! Whats going on?!" She yells "Where is Soul?!"
"I...I don't know."
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
"You will take whatever I desire to give you." He hovers toward wherever she is.
She laughs "Then I can't give you what you want.. What is it that the mortals say.. Tough [GP]"
"Let's be honest here: I'm not here because I want anything. I'm here because you will make a perfect Darklord. You have no self-awareness, no ability to repent or care for others, and have committed such atrocities that it baffles me how you weren't collected earlier. So do what you want. You have 17 minutes left. No need to set your affairs in order."
She tilts her head "And why in the world would you call upon me." She snorts, baring her teeth.
"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
Yuri's body and Tatiana are going to use the Legenary resistance to avoid it but Donn: 32 and Oval and Soul: 25
He shrieks and starts to sprint, the nameless God guiding him to the castle.
*Yep! Hold on.*
His path is suddenly blocked as a large, black furred, three headed Goat is in his path. Its nsorts black smog from its nose and mouth. Its beady eyes glinting. It paws the ground and charges at them (Hit: 30 Damage: 14 and make a CON save if it hits.)
CON: 17
Theren retaliates, fire washing out from his body.
Attack: 28 Damage: 37
He is going to continue to lose 14 HP every turn until someone with medical knowledge heals him completely.
It snorts "You should've just died."
"I don't give up easily." he snarls as blackness starts to consume him and the goat.
The wounds snart to knit together as Theren is now a figure cloaked in darkness. "Fear. Pain. Suffering. That is what I will bring upon you Tatiana." he growls, voice doubling.
"Fine then, time to bring out a little surprise for you."
Oval seems to drop out from nowhere, struggling violently against nothing.
"Oval?" Theren asks. "Are you real?"
"Theren?! Whats going on?!" She yells "Where is Soul?!"
"I...I don't know."
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
*Sorry, was talking to a girl I like. also pm?*
"NO!" he roars. He casts a very strong version of counter spell, breaking the force.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She tilts her head "And why in the world would you call upon me." She snorts, baring her teeth.
"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
Yuri's body and Tatiana are going to use the Legenary resistance to avoid it but Donn: 19 and Oval and Soul: 20
*Note, this also results in soul collection upon a kill*
Donn and the axolotl-dragonborns feel their flesh begin to rot.
"I have arrived, Tatiana. Open the gates for me. We are to meet presently." He raises a claw, filling it with destructive energy.
He shrieks and starts to sprint, the nameless God guiding him to the castle.
*Yep! Hold on.*
His path is suddenly blocked as a large, black furred, three headed Goat is in his path. Its nsorts black smog from its nose and mouth. Its beady eyes glinting. It paws the ground and charges at them (Hit: 30 Damage: 14 and make a CON save if it hits.)
CON: 17
Theren retaliates, fire washing out from his body.
Attack: 28 Damage: 37
He is going to continue to lose 14 HP every turn until someone with medical knowledge heals him completely.
It snorts "You should've just died."
"I don't give up easily." he snarls as blackness starts to consume him and the goat.
The wounds snart to knit together as Theren is now a figure cloaked in darkness. "Fear. Pain. Suffering. That is what I will bring upon you Tatiana." he growls, voice doubling.
"Fine then, time to bring out a little surprise for you."
Oval seems to drop out from nowhere, struggling violently against nothing.
"Oval?" Theren asks. "Are you real?"
"Theren?! Whats going on?!" She yells "Where is Soul?!"
"I...I don't know."
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
*Sorry, was talking to a girl I like. also pm?*
"NO!" he roars. He casts a very strong version of counter spell, breaking the force.
*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*
Oval drops to the ground but Talbots negative energy seems to be peeling back her flesh and affecting her.
He shrieks and starts to sprint, the nameless God guiding him to the castle.
*Yep! Hold on.*
His path is suddenly blocked as a large, black furred, three headed Goat is in his path. Its nsorts black smog from its nose and mouth. Its beady eyes glinting. It paws the ground and charges at them (Hit: 30 Damage: 14 and make a CON save if it hits.)
CON: 17
Theren retaliates, fire washing out from his body.
Attack: 28 Damage: 37
He is going to continue to lose 14 HP every turn until someone with medical knowledge heals him completely.
It snorts "You should've just died."
"I don't give up easily." he snarls as blackness starts to consume him and the goat.
The wounds snart to knit together as Theren is now a figure cloaked in darkness. "Fear. Pain. Suffering. That is what I will bring upon you Tatiana." he growls, voice doubling.
"Fine then, time to bring out a little surprise for you."
Oval seems to drop out from nowhere, struggling violently against nothing.
"Oval?" Theren asks. "Are you real?"
"Theren?! Whats going on?!" She yells "Where is Soul?!"
"I...I don't know."
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
*Sorry, was talking to a girl I like. also pm?*
"NO!" he roars. He casts a very strong version of counter spell, breaking the force.
*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*
Oval drops to the ground but Talbots negative energy seems to be peeling back her flesh and affecting her.
*-frowns- don't you start*
"TALBOT STOP THIS!" he says, casting greater restoration. "Oval...please...stay with me."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She tilts her head "And why in the world would you call upon me." She snorts, baring her teeth.
"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
Yuri's body and Tatiana are going to use the Legenary resistance to avoid it but Donn: 19 and Oval and Soul: 20
*Note, this also results in soul collection upon a kill*
Donn and the axolotl-dragonborns feel their flesh begin to rot.
"I have arrived, Tatiana. Open the gates for me. We are to meet presently." He raises a claw, filling it with destructive energy.
Soul cries and Oval hugs her tightly, whispering over and over to her "Its okay.. Its okay."
Donn is bellowing in rage and pain.
The gates remain closed but Yur stands on top "KILL. OSWALD. FIRST."
He shrieks and starts to sprint, the nameless God guiding him to the castle.
*Yep! Hold on.*
His path is suddenly blocked as a large, black furred, three headed Goat is in his path. Its nsorts black smog from its nose and mouth. Its beady eyes glinting. It paws the ground and charges at them (Hit: 30 Damage: 14 and make a CON save if it hits.)
CON: 17
Theren retaliates, fire washing out from his body.
Attack: 28 Damage: 37
He is going to continue to lose 14 HP every turn until someone with medical knowledge heals him completely.
It snorts "You should've just died."
"I don't give up easily." he snarls as blackness starts to consume him and the goat.
The wounds snart to knit together as Theren is now a figure cloaked in darkness. "Fear. Pain. Suffering. That is what I will bring upon you Tatiana." he growls, voice doubling.
"Fine then, time to bring out a little surprise for you."
Oval seems to drop out from nowhere, struggling violently against nothing.
"Oval?" Theren asks. "Are you real?"
"Theren?! Whats going on?!" She yells "Where is Soul?!"
"I...I don't know."
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
*Sorry, was talking to a girl I like. also pm?*
"NO!" he roars. He casts a very strong version of counter spell, breaking the force.
*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*
Oval drops to the ground but Talbots negative energy seems to be peeling back her flesh and affecting her.
*-frowns- don't you start*
"TALBOT STOP THIS!" he says, casting greater restoration. "Oval...please...stay with me."
"Its cold Theren. I don't like it." She shudders violently.
He shrieks and starts to sprint, the nameless God guiding him to the castle.
*Yep! Hold on.*
His path is suddenly blocked as a large, black furred, three headed Goat is in his path. Its nsorts black smog from its nose and mouth. Its beady eyes glinting. It paws the ground and charges at them (Hit: 30 Damage: 14 and make a CON save if it hits.)
CON: 17
Theren retaliates, fire washing out from his body.
Attack: 28 Damage: 37
He is going to continue to lose 14 HP every turn until someone with medical knowledge heals him completely.
It snorts "You should've just died."
"I don't give up easily." he snarls as blackness starts to consume him and the goat.
The wounds snart to knit together as Theren is now a figure cloaked in darkness. "Fear. Pain. Suffering. That is what I will bring upon you Tatiana." he growls, voice doubling.
"Fine then, time to bring out a little surprise for you."
Oval seems to drop out from nowhere, struggling violently against nothing.
"Oval?" Theren asks. "Are you real?"
"Theren?! Whats going on?!" She yells "Where is Soul?!"
"I...I don't know."
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
*Sorry, was talking to a girl I like. also pm?*
"NO!" he roars. He casts a very strong version of counter spell, breaking the force.
*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*
Oval drops to the ground but Talbots negative energy seems to be peeling back her flesh and affecting her.
*-frowns- don't you start*
"TALBOT STOP THIS!" he says, casting greater restoration. "Oval...please...stay with me."
"Its cold Theren. I don't like it." She shudders violently.
"Shhh...its ok.." he murmurs, holding her
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She tilts her head "And why in the world would you call upon me." She snorts, baring her teeth.
"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
Yuri's body and Tatiana are going to use the Legenary resistance to avoid it but Donn: 19 and Oval and Soul: 20
*Note, this also results in soul collection upon a kill*
Donn and the axolotl-dragonborns feel their flesh begin to rot.
"I have arrived, Tatiana. Open the gates for me. We are to meet presently." He raises a claw, filling it with destructive energy.
Soul cries and Oval hugs her tightly, whispering over and over to her "Its okay.. Its okay."
Donn is bellowing in rage and pain.
The gates remain closed but Yur stands on top "KILL. OSWALD. FIRST."
"No."
He slams his claw down. A 100-foot-high wave of dust blows out from where he hits the ground. All structures within 1 mile take 1,000 necrotic damage and crumble to dust. Things like plants and mundane terrain are unaffected. So, for example, coral would be unaffected, but even if it had built itself on a shipwreck the ship would be destroyed.
She tilts her head "And why in the world would you call upon me." She snorts, baring her teeth.
"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
Yuri's body and Tatiana are going to use the Legenary resistance to avoid it but Donn: 19 and Oval and Soul: 20
*Note, this also results in soul collection upon a kill*
Donn and the axolotl-dragonborns feel their flesh begin to rot.
"I have arrived, Tatiana. Open the gates for me. We are to meet presently." He raises a claw, filling it with destructive energy.
Soul cries and Oval hugs her tightly, whispering over and over to her "Its okay.. Its okay."
Donn is bellowing in rage and pain.
The gates remain closed but Yur stands on top "KILL. OSWALD. FIRST."
"No."
He slams his claw down. A 100-foot-high wave of dust blows out from where he hits the ground. All structures within 1 mile take 1,000 necrotic damage and crumble to dust. Things like plants and mundane terrain are unaffected. So, for example, coral would be unaffected, but even if it had built itself on a shipwreck the ship would be destroyed.
*I am going to need three WIS saves and two CON saves.*
Titania, piloting Yuri's body, jumps to the ground, switching from this form to the Guardian of Nature form. She is going to summon the Solstice Seeker and Silver Scythe.
Hit: 36 Damage: 25
Hit: 30 Damage: 34
Hit: 29 Damage: 30
Hit: 22 Damage: 33
Any 18, 19 or 20 rolled by The Solstice Seeker count as a critical hit. On a critical hit she regains a level one spell slot. She may not acquire more than 6 level one spell slots.
*I am going to need three WIS saves and two CON saves.*
Titania, piloting Yuri's body, jumps to the ground, switching from this form to the Guardian of Nature form. She is going to summon the Solstice Seeker and Silver Scythe.
Hit: 25 Damage: 31
Hit: 38 Damage: 28
Hit: 35 Damage: 31
Hit: 27 Damage: 27
Any 18, 19 or 20 rolled by The Solstice Seeker count as a critical hit. On a critical hit she regains a level one spell slot. She may not acquire more than 6 level one spell slots.
Wis: 263429 Con: 4032
For every save he succeeds against a spell, the caster must make a DC Wis save or take 50 psychic damage.
Each one hits. 4 Con saves or contract the Flesh Rot that Donn and Soul are suffering from.
The Negative Energy Aura is still up. 30 necrotic damage to everyone within 60ft, except for undead who instead regain 30 hit points. 5 more Wraiths enter the field.
Talbots Turn: He marks Yuri for Death. She has disadvantage on everything, and all attack rolls against her have advantage. He lashes out his tongue to grab Yuri. Attack: 39 Damage: 34 magical bludgeoning + 20 necrotic, and if she is hit she is grappled (escape DC 28). He then fires a ray of cold at her before attempting to crush her with his claw. Attack: 22 Damage: 67 cold Attack: 28 Damage: 68
*I am going to need three WIS saves and two CON saves.*
Titania, piloting Yuri's body, jumps to the ground, switching from this form to the Guardian of Nature form. She is going to summon the Solstice Seeker and Silver Scythe.
Hit: 25 Damage: 31
Hit: 38 Damage: 28
Hit: 35 Damage: 31
Hit: 27 Damage: 27
Any 18, 19 or 20 rolled by The Solstice Seeker count as a critical hit. On a critical hit she regains a level one spell slot. She may not acquire more than 6 level one spell slots.
Wis: 223634 Con: 3438
For every save he succeeds against a spell, the caster must make a DC Wis save or take 51 psychic damage.
Each one hits. 4 Con saves or contract the Flesh Rot that Donn and Soul are suffering from.
The Negative Energy Aura is still up. 30 necrotic damage to everyone within 60ft, except for undead who instead regain 30 hit points. 5 more Wraiths enter the field.
Talbots Turn: He marks Yuri for Death. She has disadvantage on everything, and all attack rolls against her have advantage. He lashes out his tongue to grab Yuri. Attack: 35 Damage: 32 magical bludgeoning + 26 necrotic, and if she is hit she is grappled (escape DC 28). He then fires a ray of cold at her before attempting to crush her with his claw. Attack: 29 Damage: 69 cold Attack: 38 Damage: 111
Yuri's flesh withers and fades, and her beauty no longer existent in this world. She crumbles to ash like a smoldering log in a fireplace. In her place, a child sits. She appears to be abused heavily, deep scars and brands mottled on her flesh. Her long black hair is oily and clumped. She holds herself in a tight hug that does nothing to stop her from crying, tears streaking down her dirty face. Her mouth is sewn shut with silver threads that pierce her skin. Her nails have been ripped out from the beds of her fingers, her feet are cut, bloody and dirty.
This... this was Yuri. Yuri before Titania took her in. A scared little girl. used by others for their own sick desires.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Please ask a more coherent question." He approaches the castle. Waves of lethal miasma flow out from him. DC 26 Con saves from everyone or have disadvantage on Charisma checks, vulnerability to all damage, and take 35 necrotic damage.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Donn causes the unseen force to crush her tighter. Bones creak loudly as she winces.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Yuri's body and Tatiana are going to use the Legenary resistance to avoid it but Donn: 32 and Oval and Soul: 25
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Sorry, was talking to a girl I like. also pm?*
"NO!" he roars. He casts a very strong version of counter spell, breaking the force.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Note, this also results in soul collection upon a kill*
Donn and the axolotl-dragonborns feel their flesh begin to rot.
"I have arrived, Tatiana. Open the gates for me. We are to meet presently." He raises a claw, filling it with destructive energy.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*
Oval drops to the ground but Talbots negative energy seems to be peeling back her flesh and affecting her.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*-frowns- don't you start*
"TALBOT STOP THIS!" he says, casting greater restoration. "Oval...please...stay with me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Greater Restoration cures the disease.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Soul cries and Oval hugs her tightly, whispering over and over to her "Its okay.. Its okay."
Donn is bellowing in rage and pain.
The gates remain closed but Yur stands on top "KILL. OSWALD. FIRST."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Its cold Theren. I don't like it." She shudders violently.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"TALBOT I will destroy your essence if you keep hurting my friends."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Shhh...its ok.." he murmurs, holding her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No."
He slams his claw down. A 100-foot-high wave of dust blows out from where he hits the ground. All structures within 1 mile take 1,000 necrotic damage and crumble to dust. Things like plants and mundane terrain are unaffected. So, for example, coral would be unaffected, but even if it had built itself on a shipwreck the ship would be destroyed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"It was an accident. Collateral damage. I will do my best not to hurt them, but you may want to keep them out of the way just in case."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I am going to need three WIS saves and two CON saves.*
Titania, piloting Yuri's body, jumps to the ground, switching from this form to the Guardian of Nature form. She is going to summon the Solstice Seeker and Silver Scythe.
Hit: 36 Damage: 25
Hit: 30 Damage: 34
Hit: 29 Damage: 30
Hit: 22 Damage: 33
Any 18, 19 or 20 rolled by The Solstice Seeker count as a critical hit. On a critical hit she regains a level one spell slot. She may not acquire more than 6 level one spell slots.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Make that mistake again and you will not live to see daylight again." he snarls, two voices speaking
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Wis: 26 34 29
Con: 40 32
For every save he succeeds against a spell, the caster must make a DC Wis save or take 50 psychic damage.
Each one hits. 4 Con saves or contract the Flesh Rot that Donn and Soul are suffering from.
The Negative Energy Aura is still up. 30 necrotic damage to everyone within 60ft, except for undead who instead regain 30 hit points.
5 more Wraiths enter the field.
Talbots Turn:
He marks Yuri for Death. She has disadvantage on everything, and all attack rolls against her have advantage.
He lashes out his tongue to grab Yuri.
Attack: 39 Damage: 34 magical bludgeoning + 20 necrotic, and if she is hit she is grappled (escape DC 28).
He then fires a ray of cold at her before attempting to crush her with his claw.
Attack: 22 Damage: 67 cold
Attack: 28 Damage: 68
Wraiths:
Attack: 24 Damage: 22
Attack: 23 Damage: 21
Attack: 22 Damage: 13
Attack: 24 Damage: 18
Attack: 12 Damage: 24
Attack: 24 Damage: 31
Attack: 22 Damage: 15
Attack: 22 Damage: 22
Attack: 24 Damage: 19
Attack: 21 Damage: 27
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*DC 26 WIS*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I love Oval as much as you do, and I would never hurt her on purpose."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Yuri's flesh withers and fades, and her beauty no longer existent in this world. She crumbles to ash like a smoldering log in a fireplace. In her place, a child sits. She appears to be abused heavily, deep scars and brands mottled on her flesh. Her long black hair is oily and clumped. She holds herself in a tight hug that does nothing to stop her from crying, tears streaking down her dirty face. Her mouth is sewn shut with silver threads that pierce her skin. Her nails have been ripped out from the beds of her fingers, her feet are cut, bloody and dirty.
This... this was Yuri. Yuri before Titania took her in. A scared little girl. used by others for their own sick desires.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘