"Perhaps not. The armies of the Hells are large, with many generals and countless officers."
"Hell? That... doesn't seem like the cause I served."
"The name has a poor reputation, but most of that is slander. Though I'll admit, you don't look like an officer there."
"I wasn't accusing you of anything. It just... didn't feel quite right. If I heard something from my past... I would have to recognize it, wouldn't I?"
"Possibly. And then again, possibly not. I'm not knowledgeable in this area."
"I'm not sure... I seem to have forgotten my life before I walked in here."
"I'm no expert on healing the mind, but there may be natural ways to jog your memory. Do you remember anything at all, besides your name?"
"I know my age, and how to fight... but nothing else."
"Do you know magic? Or your last name?"
"Magic? I don't believe so." He thinks for a second. "I don't remember my family, either. Or their name."
"That's alright. I'm sure your memory will come back in time." Lariah checks him for magic items or injuries/
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"Perhaps not. The armies of the Hells are large, with many generals and countless officers."
"Hell? That... doesn't seem like the cause I served."
"The name has a poor reputation, but most of that is slander. Though I'll admit, you don't look like an officer there."
"I wasn't accusing you of anything. It just... didn't feel quite right. If I heard something from my past... I would have to recognize it, wouldn't I?"
"Possibly. And then again, possibly not. I'm not knowledgeable in this area."
"Well, neither am I... as far as I know."
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Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Crystal walks outside. "Can you stop yelling so loudly? It's hurting my ears."
He glares at her. "No one asked, kid. Go back inside."
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Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Michael looks up at the two arguing on the roof and joins them. "What is going on here? Fighting?"
Caiman looks at him murderously. "None of your damn business."
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Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Elendon smiles slightly, before sighing. "Such rage...." He sighs, and shakes his head slightly. "I'll give you a piece of advice, Caiman; learn how to control that temper. Rage and hatred can blind you to potential allies, and make enemies of people who don't need to be. I'm not even from your world, and yet you threaten to kill me." He snorts, and chuckles slightly, his wings opening wide behind him. "
"Still, you aren't getting it. And as for how I know your name, you'd be surprised how easy it is to hear things like that here." He chuckles.
"Are you mocking me?" Caiman taps his glaive against the ground, twice. "I don't remember something being funny enough to laugh at."
His expression hardens suddenly. "No. I don't mock anyone, servant of Zariel." He stands taller, seeming to grow in height right before Caiman's eyes, soon towering to nearly 7 feet. "And put your glaive away before you do something you will shortly regret." He says, his tone icy.
Caiman stares him down fearlessly. "You can't hurt me here. And you can't fool me either. You are a celestial, a powerful one, and I will take you down. If not today, then someday."
Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
Elendon needs to make a WIS save
26
Success. Hes now a trex
*LMAO*
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Caiman nods sighing in relief as he's healed. "Thank you." He stands at the ready, donning his armor and drawing his glaives.
She steps outside, 30ft from him and says, "Shall you begin or shall I?"
He grins. "Whoever is faster." and sprints at her, glaives out.
Initiative: 16
Initiative: 5
He casts green flame blade on his weapon and bonus action hex. Caiman actives his armor as well. SAVE: 16
Attack: 29 Damage: 10 + 8 fire + 3 necrotic + 5
*His armour got taken, remember?*
The attack cleaves down Emara's chest, dealing considerable damage. She looks down and passes a hand over the wound healing 17 hit points. Then I'll decide on the rest of her turn.
"I'm not sure... I seem to have forgotten my life before I walked in here."
"I'm no expert on healing the mind, but there may be natural ways to jog your memory. Do you remember anything at all, besides your name?"
"I know my age, and how to fight... but nothing else."
"Do you know magic? Or your last name?"
"Magic? I don't believe so." He thinks for a second. "I don't remember my family, either. Or their name."
"That's alright. I'm sure your memory will come back in time." Lariah checks him for magic items or injuries/
He doesn't appear to have any injures, and he seems like a perfectly healthy human besides his blindness and unnaturally white hair. His shield appears to be well-made, but nonmagical. His sword, however... it seems to resonate with some kind of melodic tingle, as if it were awaiting the chance to be awoken. The source of this feeling seems to be the teal gemstone inlaid into the hilt of the blade.
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Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Crystal walks outside. "Can you stop yelling so loudly? It's hurting my ears."
He glares at her. "No one asked, kid. Go back inside."
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"Perhaps not. The armies of the Hells are large, with many generals and countless officers."
"Hell? That... doesn't seem like the cause I served."
"The name has a poor reputation, but most of that is slander. Though I'll admit, you don't look like an officer there."
"I wasn't accusing you of anything. It just... didn't feel quite right. If I heard something from my past... I would have to recognize it, wouldn't I?"
"Possibly. And then again, possibly not. I'm not knowledgeable in this area."
"Well, neither am I... as far as I know."
Emara laughs at the irony of that. "Perhaps it's a curse? I've been cursed before, it's not pretty."
Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Aovin looks up at them, "Caiman, what the hells are you doing?"
Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Elendon smiles slightly, before sighing. "Such rage...." He sighs, and shakes his head slightly. "I'll give you a piece of advice, Caiman; learn how to control that temper. Rage and hatred can blind you to potential allies, and make enemies of people who don't need to be. I'm not even from your world, and yet you threaten to kill me." He snorts, and chuckles slightly, his wings opening wide behind him. "
"I don't need advice from the enemy." Caiman looks a bit confused by the sudden change in Elendon's demeanor.
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"Perhaps not. The armies of the Hells are large, with many generals and countless officers."
"Hell? That... doesn't seem like the cause I served."
"The name has a poor reputation, but most of that is slander. Though I'll admit, you don't look like an officer there."
"I wasn't accusing you of anything. It just... didn't feel quite right. If I heard something from my past... I would have to recognize it, wouldn't I?"
"Possibly. And then again, possibly not. I'm not knowledgeable in this area."
"Well, neither am I... as far as I know."
Emara laughs at the irony of that. "Perhaps it's a curse? I've been cursed before, it's not pretty."
"A curse... perhaps. That could fit. But who would curse me? And I've heard there's a girl here with a condition similar to mine, which makes the scenario all the stranger."
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Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Michael looks up at the two arguing on the roof and joins them. "What is going on here? Fighting?"
Caiman looks at him murderously. "None of your damn business."
Michael refuses to take offence and says, "You two are causing quite a racket - at that volume it's the whole country's business!"
Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Crystal walks outside. "Can you stop yelling so loudly? It's hurting my ears."
He glares at her. "No one asked, kid. Go back inside."
"You're mean! You know that, right?!"
Tabanvae walks over "Ignore my brother... He can get intense at times... Would you like earmuffs or other protection?"
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Caiman nods sighing in relief as he's healed. "Thank you." He stands at the ready, donning his armor and drawing his glaives.
She steps outside, 30ft from him and says, "Shall you begin or shall I?"
He grins. "Whoever is faster." and sprints at her, glaives out.
Initiative: 16
Initiative: 5
He casts green flame blade on his weapon and bonus action hex. Caiman actives his armor as well. SAVE: 16
Attack: 29 Damage: 10 + 8 fire + 3 necrotic + 5
*His armour got taken, remember?*
The attack cleaves down Emara's chest, dealing considerable damage. She looks down and passes a hand over the wound healing 13 hit points. Then I'll decide on the rest of her turn.
*WAIT WHAT he didnt get it back I forgot, I need to retcon this bc he's gonna flip. Agshgshdhs super sorry*
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Never will you be strong enough, His voice booms in Caiman's head, holding far more power than even a Solar's does. "I. Am. No. Angel!" He growls as his eyes flash with the intensity of the sun. "I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers, General of the Angelic Armies. Even your master, Zariel, would die in seconds against me." The way he says it, so casually and coolly, is unnerving.
"I AM GOOD ENOUGH!" He shouts, stabbing his glaives into the ground. "One day I will slay the angelic armies, crush the demon menace beneath my boot, and when I am done destroying the kingdoms of my enemies, I will take on the gods and I will win." Caiman narrowed his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, tens of thousands of times stronger than me, but one day I will match you in power. And that day-" He points his glaive. "Will be your doom."
Elendon smiles slightly, before sighing. "Such rage...." He sighs, and shakes his head slightly. "I'll give you a piece of advice, Caiman; learn how to control that temper. Rage and hatred can blind you to potential allies, and make enemies of people who don't need to be. I'm not even from your world, and yet you threaten to kill me." He snorts, and chuckles slightly, his wings opening wide behind him. "
"I don't need advice from the enemy." Caiman looks a bit confused by the sudden change in Elendon's demeanor.
*And into a dino?*
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Loki gets the drop on him… literally, he falls on him from the rafters
“that’s for sneezes”
“with a mouth, and eyes”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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"Possibly. And then again, possibly not. I'm not knowledgeable in this area."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"That's alright. I'm sure your memory will come back in time." Lariah checks him for magic items or injuries/
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"Well, neither am I... as far as I know."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
He glares at her. "No one asked, kid. Go back inside."
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Caiman looks at him murderously. "None of your damn business."
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Elendon smiles slightly, before sighing. "Such rage...." He sighs, and shakes his head slightly. "I'll give you a piece of advice, Caiman; learn how to control that temper. Rage and hatred can blind you to potential allies, and make enemies of people who don't need to be. I'm not even from your world, and yet you threaten to kill me." He snorts, and chuckles slightly, his wings opening wide behind him. "
*LMAO*
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*His armour got taken, remember?*
The attack cleaves down Emara's chest, dealing considerable damage. She looks down and passes a hand over the wound healing 17 hit points. Then I'll decide on the rest of her turn.
Chilling kinda vibe.
He doesn't appear to have any injures, and he seems like a perfectly healthy human besides his blindness and unnaturally white hair. His shield appears to be well-made, but nonmagical. His sword, however... it seems to resonate with some kind of melodic tingle, as if it were awaiting the chance to be awoken. The source of this feeling seems to be the teal gemstone inlaid into the hilt of the blade.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Aovin turns invisible, dissapearing as loki falls
"Is it?"
Folen looks over, "It doesn't need a face Ekko, it doesn't have the ability to speak anyways."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"You're mean! You know that, right?!"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Emara laughs at the irony of that. "Perhaps it's a curse? I've been cursed before, it's not pretty."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Aovin looks up at them, "Caiman, what the hells are you doing?"
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Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
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"I don't need advice from the enemy." Caiman looks a bit confused by the sudden change in Elendon's demeanor.
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"A curse... perhaps. That could fit. But who would curse me? And I've heard there's a girl here with a condition similar to mine, which makes the scenario all the stranger."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Michael refuses to take offence and says, "You two are causing quite a racket - at that volume it's the whole country's business!"
He chuckles, but kindly.
Chilling kinda vibe.
Tabanvae walks over "Ignore my brother... He can get intense at times... Would you like earmuffs or other protection?"
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Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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*WAIT WHAT he didnt get it back I forgot, I need to retcon this bc he's gonna flip. Agshgshdhs super sorry*
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*And into a dino?*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)