*Naivaeliania Ecliren is in a blue robe, with a white mask that has red accents. Tikale has a heroforge Ill post*
Nessa waves to Naivaelin.
*BTW, she was the one thinking Nessa was an oblex before* She waves back slowly
“Are you alright now..?”
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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.
Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.
The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.
Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”
He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.
Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”
"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"
Putindese throws goofy explosive rockets at both of them.
A cat gets hit with one and appears to be fatally injured *😭*
"It happens." Putindese just murdered a cat.
The cat looks dead. Very dead.
Putindese unmorphs. Biggie calmly says "Oops, my bad, whoops"
The cat’s dead body doesn’t respond.
"How ba-a-a-d can i be?" He does the onceler dance on the corpse.
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tax evasion on discord, thats where i talk to all the ddb people.
*I think Phantom was in the middle of a convo with Oval and Albwin.*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, drink his usual: Feywine.
Shade is walking throughout the crowd, enjoying the occasional pat on the head or scratch behind the ears.
(1. Can he sense unusual things?)
2. Avery grabs a mug, singing with a bunch of other people
*Like what? He has a 25 passive perception, so possibly*
*Something like the paladin's divine sense*
*Nope. Just very observant, without the observant feat, lol*
*Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, i can work with that*'
Soldaer can feel something, unattural, outside the tavern towards the back
A chill goes down Soldaer's spine, but he seems more curious and cautious than anything. Shade, come with me. He says telepathically so as to not disturb the other patrons. Shade comes bounding over, and they exit the tavern to investigate.
Investigation/religion check
*alright. Investigation: 27*
Its eerily quiet, like all the life outside the tavern has been silenced. The only noises coming from anywhere other than back inside, is the sound of metal against metal behind the tavern
Soldaer looks over at Shade. Be ready for anything, he says, drawing his weapons, but keeping the light from his rapier off. He and Shade then walk cautiously around back behind the tavern.
If they try and go stealthly, make a stealth check. If not: They see someone attacking a metal creature with a warpick. They seem to be doing a basic training, but something seems off about them
*For stealth check, Soldaer cast Pass Without Trace using his innate magic, so an additional +10 to both of them. Stealth: 33 for Soldaer, and 36 for Shade.*
*Yep, that passes their max possible*
The person doesn't notice them as they continue beating the automaton
Soldaer and Shade approach the person cautiously, observing them for any signs of instability.
They seem like a normal human besides the unnatural purple glow coming from their eyes, which reflect in the robot's bronze carapace.
Soldaer finally breaks the silence. "You seem rather intent on beating the crap out of the automaton."
They freeze up for a moment, "Jesus-" They quickly turn around, "Who the heck are you??" They ask. Their eyes are black, except for their pupils, which are purple
Soldaer sheathes his weapons. "The name's Soldaer, and this is Shade." Shade gives a semi-friendly growl, as though she's still not entirely sure what to make of this new person.
"Um.... i'm" They look down at their hand for a moment, "Ah, right, i'm Azazel." He says, nodding
"It's a pleasure to meet you Azazel." Soldaer nods politely. "My question does remain though, why were you so intent on beating the crap out of that automaton? It won't take any damage while it's in range of the blessing."
"Makes a good punching bag. Never know when you'll need to kill someone who attacks you in this place."
"How ba-a-a-d can i be?" He does the onceler dance on the corpse.
The cat’s body dissolves and an anthropomorphic lorax appears.
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*Naivaeliania Ecliren is in a blue robe, with a white mask that has red accents. Tikale has a heroforge Ill post*
Nessa waves to Naivaelin.
*BTW, she was the one thinking Nessa was an oblex before* She waves back slowly
“Are you alright now..?”
She nods "Better, I think.... Whats your name?"
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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)
Nothing in particular. Soldaer chuckles quietly, both aloud and telepathically. Not even entirely sure how I got here. I was chasing a band of marauding orcs away from my village, adn then there was a sudden flash of light. I blacked out, and when I came to, I was outside the Tavern here.
Are you a paladin of some kind?
No. I'm a Ranger of Mielikki and a Druid of Eilistraee. Part of my job as such is to protect my people, and anyone else for that matter, from those creatures, whether sentient or not, that would do them harm.
Protecting your people against anyone? What if your people started the conflict?
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"I hop planes frequently, some of which defy common physical laws. Thus producing the aforementioned discord between myself and space-time that causes such hijinks."
A hyena walks up and sits next to him. And how do you do that?
Krathian seems mildly surprised, but he quickly recovers, he waves his hand about insubstantially as he answers, "This and that way, I find what I need as I need it. Sometimes, I use an amulet of the planes, but I quickly get rid of it. I've found myself allergic to its energy."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
*Naivaeliania Ecliren is in a blue robe, with a white mask that has red accents. Tikale has a heroforge Ill post*
Nessa waves to Naivaelin.
*BTW, she was the one thinking Nessa was an oblex before* She waves back slowly
“Are you alright now..?”
She nods "Better, I think.... Whats your name?"
“Lady Nessa Smalls of the Holy Chain Knights. And you?”
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"How ba-a-a-d can i be?" He does the onceler dance on the corpse.
The cat’s body dissolves and an anthropomorphic lorax appears.
"HOW BA-A-A-A-AD CAN I BE UHHH ERRRR SORRY ERMM"
The lorax summons an axe shaped like a dead cat. Roll initiative: 12
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"Deck wizard," he says matter-of-factly, "Of the glorious MacCleaver's Revenge"
“That’s so cool..” Atemos grins. “What’s your name?”
"Per Landsraad." he says, pretending not to notice that this is the second time he's introduced himself. "Technically I'm an apprentice, but that's just a title. I'm as good as or likely better than most in me field, th' captain just happens to have a better wizard on crew as well."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
*Naivaeliania Ecliren is in a blue robe, with a white mask that has red accents. Tikale has a heroforge Ill post*
Nessa waves to Naivaelin.
*BTW, she was the one thinking Nessa was an oblex before* She waves back slowly
“Are you alright now..?”
She nods "Better, I think.... Whats your name?"
“Lady Nessa Smalls of the Holy Chain Knights. And you?”
"Naivaeliania Ecliren"
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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)
*Looks like everyone else is gone bro, though if you're still in the mood I'm down for rp.*
Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.
Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.
The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.
*Timewarp time, lol!*
Soldaer walks over to Krathian. "I don't believe we've properly met. The name's Soldaer Torrae, Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. Couldn't help but notice this rather...unique piece of...shrubbery you're working on. What exactly is it you are doing to that tree?"
He mops sweat off of his brow, and doesn't bother to look at or greet Soldaer. "Krathian." he says abruptly (He's going through a tough time,) "It's a mathas tree, growth responds to psychic energy. This one was tough to direct. I'm exercising."
"Interesting. Can't say I've heard of a mathas tree, but I am familiar with psionics. I myself am not that much of a practitioner, although I do have the ability to speak telepathically," He says, switching over fluidly in mid sentence.
"Fascinating. Not many are able to do so fluidly, all I get from most who try to communicate is jumbled sensations, and most are only able to do so in short bursts."
Indeed. It took many years of practice to master this, but considering I'm a full elf, I've had the time. Soldaer chuckles quietly at this. It also help me communicate with Shade, my companion. Speaking of whom... SHADE! Come on over here!
Krathian patiently awaits the arrival of Shade.
Shortly, a large panther-like beast comes sprinting over, weaving between the various patrons and furniture deftly. Shade is about 5 ft tall at the shoulder, and 14 feet long from snout to tail. Two foot-long saber teeth protrude from her mouth, a mane of quills extend from behind her head to just above her shoulders, and single wicked barb that looks like some sort of stinger extends from the tip of her tail.
Nothing in particular. Soldaer chuckles quietly, both aloud and telepathically. Not even entirely sure how I got here. I was chasing a band of marauding orcs away from my village, adn then there was a sudden flash of light. I blacked out, and when I came to, I was outside the Tavern here.
Are you a paladin of some kind?
No. I'm a Ranger of Mielikki and a Druid of Eilistraee. Part of my job as such is to protect my people, and anyone else for that matter, from those creatures, whether sentient or not, that would do them harm.
Protecting your people against anyone? What if your people started the conflict?
Just about anyone, or anything. We are a peaceful people, but not to be trifled with. That being said, we are rarely, if ever the aggressors in any conflict.
"I hop planes frequently, some of which defy common physical laws. Thus producing the aforementioned discord between myself and space-time that causes such hijinks."
A hyena walks up and sits next to him. And how do you do that?
Krathian seems mildly surprised, but he quickly recovers, he waves his hand about insubstantially as he answers, "This and that way, I find what I need as I need it. Sometimes, I use an amulet of the planes, but I quickly get rid of it. I've found myself allergic to its energy."
The hyena sits on his feet. Do you have any spares?
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*Looks like everyone else is gone bro, though if you're still in the mood I'm down for rp.*
Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.
Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.
The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.
*Timewarp time, lol!*
Soldaer walks over to Krathian. "I don't believe we've properly met. The name's Soldaer Torrae, Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. Couldn't help but notice this rather...unique piece of...shrubbery you're working on. What exactly is it you are doing to that tree?"
He mops sweat off of his brow, and doesn't bother to look at or greet Soldaer. "Krathian." he says abruptly (He's going through a tough time,) "It's a mathas tree, growth responds to psychic energy. This one was tough to direct. I'm exercising."
"Interesting. Can't say I've heard of a mathas tree, but I am familiar with psionics. I myself am not that much of a practitioner, although I do have the ability to speak telepathically," He says, switching over fluidly in mid sentence.
"Fascinating. Not many are able to do so fluidly, all I get from most who try to communicate is jumbled sensations, and most are only able to do so in short bursts."
Indeed. It took many years of practice to master this, but considering I'm a full elf, I've had the time. Soldaer chuckles quietly at this. It also help me communicate with Shade, my companion. Speaking of whom... SHADE! Come on over here!
Krathian patiently awaits the arrival of Shade.
Shortly, a large panther-like beast comes sprinting over, weaving between the various patrons and furniture deftly. Shade is about 5 ft tall at the shoulder, and 14 feet long from snout to tail. Two foot-long saber teeth protrude from her mouth, a mane of quills extend from behind her head to just above her shoulders, and single wicked barb that looks like some sort of stinger extends from the tip of her tail.
Krathian nods respectfully, "Hello Shade."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"Deck wizard," he says matter-of-factly, "Of the glorious MacCleaver's Revenge"
“That’s so cool..” Atemos grins. “What’s your name?”
"Per Landsraad." he says, pretending not to notice that this is the second time he's introduced himself. "Technically I'm an apprentice, but that's just a title. I'm as good as or likely better than most in me field, th' captain just happens to have a better wizard on crew as well."
*He introduced himself to Atemos already? Sorry I didn't see it :,)*
"Really? What level of spells do you use?"
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"I hop planes frequently, some of which defy common physical laws. Thus producing the aforementioned discord between myself and space-time that causes such hijinks."
A hyena walks up and sits next to him. And how do you do that?
Krathian seems mildly surprised, but he quickly recovers, he waves his hand about insubstantially as he answers, "This and that way, I find what I need as I need it. Sometimes, I use an amulet of the planes, but I quickly get rid of it. I've found myself allergic to its energy."
The hyena sits on his feet. Do you have any spares?
Krathian shrugs, "Unfortunately not, I don't keep them around, and if I do its because I need it."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
“Are you alright now..?”
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"How ba-a-a-d can i be?" He does the onceler dance on the corpse.
I LOVE MONKEYS!!!!!! and geometry dash.
tax evasion on discord, thats where i talk to all the ddb people.
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
The cat’s body dissolves and an anthropomorphic lorax appears.
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She nods "Better, I think.... Whats your name?"
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)
"HOW BA-A-A-A-AD CAN I BE UHHH ERRRR SORRY ERMM"
I LOVE MONKEYS!!!!!! and geometry dash.
tax evasion on discord, thats where i talk to all the ddb people.
Protecting your people against anyone? What if your people started the conflict?
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making a smoothie for meta
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Krathian seems mildly surprised, but he quickly recovers, he waves his hand about insubstantially as he answers, "This and that way, I find what I need as I need it. Sometimes, I use an amulet of the planes, but I quickly get rid of it. I've found myself allergic to its energy."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
“Lady Nessa Smalls of the Holy Chain Knights. And you?”
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The lorax summons an axe shaped like a dead cat. Roll initiative: 12
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"Per Landsraad." he says, pretending not to notice that this is the second time he's introduced himself. "Technically I'm an apprentice, but that's just a title. I'm as good as or likely better than most in me field, th' captain just happens to have a better wizard on crew as well."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
13
I LOVE MONKEYS!!!!!! and geometry dash.
tax evasion on discord, thats where i talk to all the ddb people.
"Naivaeliania Ecliren"
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)
Shortly, a large panther-like beast comes sprinting over, weaving between the various patrons and furniture deftly. Shade is about 5 ft tall at the shoulder, and 14 feet long from snout to tail. Two foot-long saber teeth protrude from her mouth, a mane of quills extend from behind her head to just above her shoulders, and single wicked barb that looks like some sort of stinger extends from the tip of her tail.
Just about anyone, or anything. We are a peaceful people, but not to be trifled with. That being said, we are rarely, if ever the aggressors in any conflict.
The hyena sits on his feet. Do you have any spares?
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Biggie casts polymorph. Make a wiz save of 17
I LOVE MONKEYS!!!!!! and geometry dash.
tax evasion on discord, thats where i talk to all the ddb people.
Krathian nods respectfully, "Hello Shade."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*He introduced himself to Atemos already? Sorry I didn't see it :,)*
"Really? What level of spells do you use?"
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Krathian shrugs, "Unfortunately not, I don't keep them around, and if I do its because I need it."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"