A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
*!!!* Angel lands, staff pulsing with dark energy as the souls are consumed and sent to their afterlives. She walks towards the wreck, wings displayed prominently.
The clone looks up at her and draws his pistol. "Stay back..." he says weakly.
She ignores him and keeps walking to the main wreckage.
The ship starts to hiss and the clone start to crawl away. In the cockpit two dead clones are jumbled inside.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
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A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
Lysander waves to them. "Need healing?"
The clone draws his blaster pistol and aims at him. "Stay back."
They do so. "Something wrong?"
Portent: 8117
The ship has started to hiss and the clone crawls away from it.
Lysander smirks. "Now do you need something?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
*!!!* Angel lands, staff pulsing with dark energy as the souls are consumed and sent to their afterlives. She walks towards the wreck, wings displayed prominently.
The clone looks up at her and draws his pistol. "Stay back..." he says weakly.
She ignores him and keeps walking to the main wreckage.
The ship starts to hiss and the clone start to crawl away. In the cockpit two dead clones are jumbled inside.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
The clone tries to stand up but slumps down against a tree.
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
Lysander waves to them. "Need healing?"
The clone draws his blaster pistol and aims at him. "Stay back."
They do so. "Something wrong?"
Portent: 8117
The ship has started to hiss and the clone crawls away from it.
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
*!!!* Angel lands, staff pulsing with dark energy as the souls are consumed and sent to their afterlives. She walks towards the wreck, wings displayed prominently.
The clone looks up at her and draws his pistol. "Stay back..." he says weakly.
She ignores him and keeps walking to the main wreckage.
The ship starts to hiss and the clone start to crawl away. In the cockpit two dead clones are jumbled inside.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
The clone tries to stand up but slumps down against a tree.
She kneels down next to him and touches a hand as cold as the dead to his forehead, drawing a slightly different feather glyph on his forehead. He heals for 46 hit points.
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A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
Lysander waves to them. "Need healing?"
The clone draws his blaster pistol and aims at him. "Stay back."
They do so. "Something wrong?"
Portent: 8117
The ship has started to hiss and the clone crawls away from it.
Lysander smirks. "Now do you need something?"
The clone leans against a tree. "Who are you?"
"Lysander." He says, bowing. "And you?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
*!!!* Angel lands, staff pulsing with dark energy as the souls are consumed and sent to their afterlives. She walks towards the wreck, wings displayed prominently.
The clone looks up at her and draws his pistol. "Stay back..." he says weakly.
She ignores him and keeps walking to the main wreckage.
The ship starts to hiss and the clone start to crawl away. In the cockpit two dead clones are jumbled inside.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
The clone tries to stand up but slumps down against a tree.
She kneels down next to him and touches a hand as cold as the dead to his forehead, drawing a slightly different feather glyph on his forehead. He heals for 46 hit points.
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
Lysander waves to them. "Need healing?"
The clone draws his blaster pistol and aims at him. "Stay back."
They do so. "Something wrong?"
Portent: 8117
The ship has started to hiss and the clone crawls away from it.
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
*!!!* Angel lands, staff pulsing with dark energy as the souls are consumed and sent to their afterlives. She walks towards the wreck, wings displayed prominently.
The clone looks up at her and draws his pistol. "Stay back..." he says weakly.
She ignores him and keeps walking to the main wreckage.
The ship starts to hiss and the clone start to crawl away. In the cockpit two dead clones are jumbled inside.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
The clone tries to stand up but slumps down against a tree.
She kneels down next to him and touches a hand as cold as the dead to his forehead, drawing a slightly different feather glyph on his forehead. He heals for 46 hit points.
*Techinaclly would be touching the helmet.*
*She pulls it off, then.* Then she stands and observes the wreckage, staff pulsing faintly.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
Lysander waves to them. "Need healing?"
The clone draws his blaster pistol and aims at him. "Stay back."
They do so. "Something wrong?"
Portent: 8117
The ship has started to hiss and the clone crawls away from it.
Lysander smirks. "Now do you need something?"
The clone leans against a tree. "Who are you?"
"Lysander." He says, bowing. "And you?"
"Commander Blitz of the 204th squadron."
"Mmm... Of the grand army of the republic?"
*Do I sense a star wars reference?*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A fireball inters the atmosphere of the world. As it goes hurtling towards the earth it takes the form of a ship. The ship crash lands in the woods where a thick plume of smoke arises.
Angel of Death spreads her wings and glides over the crash site. *If anyone is dead inside, she knows.*
*Multiple deaths*
The ship looks very different from any ships from around here. A Clone Trooper with green and yellow decals on his armor crawls out of the wreckage.
*!!!* Angel lands, staff pulsing with dark energy as the souls are consumed and sent to their afterlives. She walks towards the wreck, wings displayed prominently.
The clone looks up at her and draws his pistol. "Stay back..." he says weakly.
She ignores him and keeps walking to the main wreckage.
The ship starts to hiss and the clone start to crawl away. In the cockpit two dead clones are jumbled inside.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
The clone tries to stand up but slumps down against a tree.
She kneels down next to him and touches a hand as cold as the dead to his forehead, drawing a slightly different feather glyph on his forehead. He heals for 46 hit points.
*Techinaclly would be touching the helmet.*
*She pulls it off, then.* Then she stands and observes the wreckage, staff pulsing faintly.
The clone wipes the feather off of his forehead and puts back on his helmet. On the helmet seem to be tally marks.
She stands over them for about a minute before pulling off their helmets and drawing a feather glyph onto their foreheads, closing their eyes if need be. Then she turns and walks with slow, measured steps towards the survivor.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"No idea."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Lysander smirks. "Now do you need something?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The clone tries to stand up but slumps down against a tree.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"I see... So how has it been since your injury?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lumen looks down at her silver-specked scales and says nothing.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
The clone leans against a tree. "Who are you?"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Terrible."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Albwin flips to a page in his book and sets it down. It seems to be a spell book.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
She kneels down next to him and touches a hand as cold as the dead to his forehead, drawing a slightly different feather glyph on his forehead. He heals for 46 hit points.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Lysander." He says, bowing. "And you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Sorry to hear that... How so?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Techinaclly would be touching the helmet.*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
She leans over to look at it eagerly.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Commander Blitz of the 204th squadron."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
*She pulls it off, then.* Then she stands and observes the wreckage, staff pulsing faintly.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Just stuff. Anyways I might be leaving soon."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Mmm... Of the grand army of the republic?"
*Do I sense a star wars reference?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The spell looks complicated. Albwin mutters something and casts fireball.
Attack: 11 Damage: 4
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
The clone wipes the feather off of his forehead and puts back on his helmet. On the helmet seem to be tally marks.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.