he nods, and can not send more sendings because spell slots. He walks to the center of the tavern
"can anyone get me to sogel? the not Enethia person needs help."
"Ok. I can do that." Atemos waves.
" I dont know who you are, but I am desperate. get me to Eligas please"
"Well I can't do that, but I can teleport you to a random spot in Sogel."
*Thatd end... Interesting*
'' *Atemos likes trolling people for absolutely no reason.*
"I lived in sogel. teleporting randomly is a death sentence"
"Well then why can't you just get back the way you came here?"
"I came by accident. "
"Then can't you get back by accident?"
"really? are you this dumb?"
"Oh my bad, it was an accident."
"yeah.. glad you understand"
Atemos plane shifts him to Sogel. Make a CHA save or be plane shifted to a random place in Sogel.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
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 Characters (Outdated)
The vermillion capital of a decadent city. Ivory towers jutted up from the laughing throng below, blissfully unsuspecting. Serpentine trees lined the streets, long since taught not to hiss where the crowds would hear. But straying from the crowds was, if not quite fatal, at the least half-deadly. You couldn't hear it over the raucous noises of the visiting masses, amusing themselves in the flagitious citadels and licentuous townships of the realm. But the self-pitying wails of those who had in fact deviated from the swells of travellers were, even unheard, not a matter for Schrödinger. There was no question of their presence. I mean, really! The occupants of the city couldn't sustain themselves on debasement alone. They had to feed off something, and the ruler had a greater appetite than most. He had a daughter, one of many daughters, many sons, countless offspring, gazed out over this all from the alabaster tower she had resided in for the past months. Whatever she thought of it all, the young princess let no hints show upon her face.
The vermillion capital of a decadent city. Ivory towers jutted up from the laughing throng below, blissfully unsuspecting. Serpentine trees lined the streets, long since taught not to hiss where the crowds would hear. But straying from the crowds was, if not quite fatal, at the least half-deadly. You couldn't hear it over the raucous noises of the visiting masses, amusing themselves in the flagitious citadels and licentuous townships of the realm. But the self-pitying wails of those who had in fact deviated from the swells of travellers were, even unheard, not a matter for Schrödinger. There was no question of their presence. I mean, really! The occupants of the city couldn't sustain themselves on debasement alone. They had to feed off something, and the ruler had a greater appetite than most. He had a daughter, one of many daughters, many sons, countless offspring, gazed out over this all from the alabaster tower she had resided in for the past months. Whatever she thought of it all, the young princess let no hints show upon her face.
"How could they? Our daemons are born into the world as part of us."
"Having demons be a part of you sounds like torture."
Ashmit frowns, "Then you do not have a daemon? But you're self-aware. You're talking to me! How is this so?"
"Well, I am a demon. If that counts." Atemos looks confused. "Why add an A inside the word demon?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The vermillion capital of a decadent city. Ivory towers jutted up from the laughing throng below, blissfully unsuspecting. Serpentine trees lined the streets, long since taught not to hiss where the crowds would hear. But straying from the crowds was, if not quite fatal, at the least half-deadly. You couldn't hear it over the raucous noises of the visiting masses, amusing themselves in the flagitious citadels and licentuous townships of the realm. But the self-pitying wails of those who had in fact deviated from the swells of travellers were, even unheard, not a matter for Schrödinger. There was no question of their presence. I mean, really! The occupants of the city couldn't sustain themselves on debasement alone. They had to feed off something, and the ruler had a greater appetite than most. He had a daughter, one of many daughters, many sons, countless offspring, gazed out over this all from the alabaster tower she had resided in for the past months. Whatever she thought of it all, the young princess let no hints show upon her face.
Been a while since I've made one of these.*
*Cool! You have a massive vocabulary lmao. Looks awesome.*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The vermillion capital of a decadent city. Ivory towers jutted up from the laughing throng below, blissfully unsuspecting. Serpentine trees lined the streets, long since taught not to hiss where the crowds would hear. But straying from the crowds was, if not quite fatal, at the least half-deadly. You couldn't hear it over the raucous noises of the visiting masses, amusing themselves in the flagitious citadels and licentuous townships of the realm. But the self-pitying wails of those who had in fact deviated from the swells of travellers were, even unheard, not a matter for Schrödinger. There was no question of their presence. I mean, really! The occupants of the city couldn't sustain themselves on debasement alone. They had to feed off something, and the ruler had a greater appetite than most. He had a daughter, one of many daughters, many sons, countless offspring, gazed out over this all from the alabaster tower she had resided in for the past months. Whatever she thought of it all, the young princess let no hints show upon her face.
Been a while since I've made one of these.*
*Cool! You have a massive vocabulary lmao. Looks awesome.*
*Reading large amounts of 1800s sci-fi does that to a guy. Thanks!*
Ashmit frowns, "Then you do not have a daemon? But you're self-aware. You're talking to me! How is this so?"
"Well, I am a demon. If that counts." Atemos looks confused. "Why add an A inside the word demon?"
"A daemon. It's the thing inside every sentient being that grants it consciousness. It is also our greatest sin, so being sentient is a crime against the natural laws and the gods. If you are that way inclined. When we die, our daemons sre stripped of our bodies and sent to Verdammnis to be properly punished unless you have managed to cleanse your inner failings and achieve closeness to the gods. But surely that's common knowledge? What do you mean when you say 'demon'?"
Ashmit frowns, "Then you do not have a daemon? But you're self-aware. You're talking to me! How is this so?"
"Well, I am a demon. If that counts." Atemos looks confused. "Why add an A inside the word demon?"
"A daemon. It's the thing inside every sentient being that grants it consciousness. It is also our greatest sin, so being sentient is a crime against the natural laws and the gods. If you are that way inclined. When we die, our daemons sre stripped of our bodies and sent to Verdammnis to be properly punished unless you have managed to cleanse your inner failings and achieve closeness to the gods. But surely that's common knowledge? What do you mean when you say 'demon'?"
*have you read golden compass?I have a feeling you have*
*alright chris... random place in sogel, where am I?*
Roll 2 separate d100
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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)
Atemos plane shifts him to Sogel. Make a CHA save or be plane shifted to a random place in Sogel.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Its quiet uptown*
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)
*Yeah, it is.....*
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
Ashmit frowns, "Then you do not have a daemon? But you're self-aware. You're talking to me! How is this so?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Cutscene:
The vermillion capital of a decadent city. Ivory towers jutted up from the laughing throng below, blissfully unsuspecting. Serpentine trees lined the streets, long since taught not to hiss where the crowds would hear. But straying from the crowds was, if not quite fatal, at the least half-deadly. You couldn't hear it over the raucous noises of the visiting masses, amusing themselves in the flagitious citadels and licentuous townships of the realm. But the self-pitying wails of those who had in fact deviated from the swells of travellers were, even unheard, not a matter for Schrödinger. There was no question of their presence.
I mean, really! The occupants of the city couldn't sustain themselves on debasement alone. They had to feed off something, and the ruler had a greater appetite than most. He had a daughter, one of many daughters, many sons, countless offspring, gazed out over this all from the alabaster tower she had resided in for the past months. Whatever she thought of it all, the young princess let no hints show upon her face.
Been a while since I've made one of these.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
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*alright chris... random place in sogel, where am I?*
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*nice!*
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"Well, I am a demon. If that counts." Atemos looks confused. "Why add an A inside the word demon?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Cool! You have a massive vocabulary lmao. Looks awesome.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Fail. Atemos looks happy with himself.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*😿Everyone is gone*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
as ket'rr plane shifts away, he starts muttering a spell, but gets cut off as he disappears.
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*Reading large amounts of 1800s sci-fi does that to a guy. Thanks!*
Chilling kinda vibe.
"A daemon. It's the thing inside every sentient being that grants it consciousness. It is also our greatest sin, so being sentient is a crime against the natural laws and the gods. If you are that way inclined. When we die, our daemons sre stripped of our bodies and sent to Verdammnis to be properly punished unless you have managed to cleanse your inner failings and achieve closeness to the gods. But surely that's common knowledge? What do you mean when you say 'demon'?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
*have you read golden compass?I have a feeling you have*
N/A
Roll 2 separate d100
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)
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*is this good? or really bad?*
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*Ah, a fellow man of culture I see. Yep, I've read it. But my copy is called 'The Northern Lights'.*
Chilling kinda vibe.