A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Would prefer if someone uber powerful didn't get involved, but -shrugs- I can't control y'alls characters, soo...*
*Btw, I don't plan on this being a encounter, this is just a way to introduce a character.*
*Mmm... Mind if I interact?*
Alecto *shardmind/devil* walks outside and pulls the body in
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes, and one dead hunter has entered the tavern.
*Can they make a medicine check?*
Alecto gently taps the body, seeing if it responds to touch and if it is undead or something
Just plain old dead and mutilated.
*Sure, just don't expect anything else.*
*got it*
Alecto pulls it out of the field and watches to see if anything happens now
*I find it hilarious everybody is so focused on the corpse.*
Still just a dead body.
*What else is there?*
Loots the body
*IT'S LITERALLY JUST A MUTILATED HUNTER'S CORPSE. XD*
A small crossbow, some bolts, some rotten rations, about 1 gp and 5 coppers, oh, and a nice hat!
*Yep. Nothing else*
Takes the bolts, the hat and walks back
*.... Not even gonna check where he crawled from?*
*Fine*
Alecto turns invisible and slowly and carefully checks the place where the hunters crawled from
*Yay!*
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie. The words were scrawled all over the trees as well.
*What words?*
Hello?
Alecto continues it, mataining a mental map of where he is
'MINE MINE MINE MINE'
Some very-not-sane laughter echoes throughout the trees.
"Hello?"
They remain invisible are ready an escape plane
Something red flashes throughout some branches.
Who are you? 120 ft telepathy range.
He readies his crossbow
"I can seeeeeee your foooootpriiiiiints in theeee leeeeaaaaves!" Calls out a raspy man's voice in a sing-song tone, followed by more laughter. The direction it came from is nearly impossible to tell.
Alecto shrugs. So be it
They climb a tree to get a better view. *climb speed of 30ft*
Ahead of him, in a much darker area of the trees, some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
Far realm?
The eys tilt to one side. "No idea what that means."
Nothing. Who are you?
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A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Would prefer if someone uber powerful didn't get involved, but -shrugs- I can't control y'alls characters, soo...*
*Btw, I don't plan on this being a encounter, this is just a way to introduce a character.*
*Mmm... Mind if I interact?*
Alecto *shardmind/devil* walks outside and pulls the body in
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes, and one dead hunter has entered the tavern.
*Can they make a medicine check?*
Alecto gently taps the body, seeing if it responds to touch and if it is undead or something
Just plain old dead and mutilated.
*Sure, just don't expect anything else.*
*got it*
Alecto pulls it out of the field and watches to see if anything happens now
*I find it hilarious everybody is so focused on the corpse.*
Still just a dead body.
*What else is there?*
Loots the body
*IT'S LITERALLY JUST A MUTILATED HUNTER'S CORPSE. XD*
A small crossbow, some bolts, some rotten rations, about 1 gp and 5 coppers, oh, and a nice hat!
*Yep. Nothing else*
Takes the bolts, the hat and walks back
*.... Not even gonna check where he crawled from?*
*Fine*
Alecto turns invisible and slowly and carefully checks the place where the hunters crawled from
*Yay!*
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie. The words were scrawled all over the trees as well.
*What words?*
Hello?
Alecto continues it, mataining a mental map of where he is
'MINE MINE MINE MINE'
Some very-not-sane laughter echoes throughout the trees.
"Hello?"
They remain invisible are ready an escape plane
Something red flashes throughout some branches.
Who are you? 120 ft telepathy range.
He readies his crossbow
"I can seeeeeee your foooootpriiiiiints in theeee leeeeaaaaves!" Calls out a raspy man's voice in a sing-song tone, followed by more laughter. The direction it came from is nearly impossible to tell.
Alecto shrugs. So be it
They climb a tree to get a better view. *climb speed of 30ft*
Ahead of him, in a much darker area of the trees, some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
Far realm?
The eys tilt to one side. "No idea what that means."
Nothing. Who are you?
He laughs again. "Wouldn't you like to know, mind boy?"
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"You...what is a god doing here? Do you support A'dda like the rest of the fools?"
Despa is an angel wearing heavy plate
Elendon turns to Despa, good eyes glowing with powerful, holy light. (I don't even know this A'dda your speak of.) His eyes narrow. (But don't even think you can just push me around. I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventures and General of the Angelic Armies. There's is only one in my world who has power over me, and that is Stargazer, the Creator.)
*Who is in the main room? Specifically any wizards or spellcasters in general*
*zya*
*Ghost smiles*
Alecto walks over *a mix between a shardmind and a devil* and waves at them. "Hello, practitioner of the mystic arts. How is it?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because mortals usually enjoy dancing around topics and seek to fake interest in other people's lives. Is that enough for you?" they say, a diamond smile mounted on their head the whole time
"You...what is a god doing here? Do you support A'dda like the rest of the fools?"
Despa is an angel wearing heavy plate
Elendon turns to Despa, good eyes glowing with powerful, holy light. (I don't even know this A'dda your speak of.) His eyes narrow. (But don't even think you can just push me around. I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventures and General of the Angelic Armies. There's is only one in my world who has power over me, and that is Stargazer, the Creator.)
"You misunderstand. In this tavern, none have power over others, not even gods. I speak and act as I wish."
*Who is in the main room? Specifically any wizards or spellcasters in general*
*zya*
*Ghost smiles*
Alecto walks over *a mix between a shardmind and a devil* and waves at them. "Hello, practitioner of the mystic arts. How is it?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because mortals usually enjoy dancing around topics and seek to fake interest in other people's lives. Is that enough for you?" they say, a diamond smile mounted on their head the whole time
"ahh... you mistake me as a mortal. A common mistake."
*Who is in the main room? Specifically any wizards or spellcasters in general*
*zya*
*Ghost smiles*
Alecto walks over *a mix between a shardmind and a devil* and waves at them. "Hello, practitioner of the mystic arts. How is it?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because mortals usually enjoy dancing around topics and seek to fake interest in other people's lives. Is that enough for you?" they say, a diamond smile mounted on their head the whole time
"ahh... you mistake me as a mortal. A common mistake."
"I guess I have. My apologize."
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Soldaer is in his room with the door open. (Open invitation for anyone)
Phantom's at the lake.
Elendon is outside, making his way back to the Tavern. He's also not making any effort to hide his nature as a diety.
Krathian is out on the plain between the firmament and the tavern. His arms are folded across his chest and his cane stands (spontaneously) next to him. He is woken out of his stupor by the sight of a deity crossing toward him. He openly considers him, leaning on his cane.
*Description please?*
*Twilight elf with pure white hair coming to mid-back when not under his helm. Ornate purple armor with blades on the joints, and faintly glowing white runic engravings. Deep blue cloak with a dragon's head emblem. Twin, long, curved swords that exude a mix of elemental and celestial energies on his hips, and a bow made from scorched oak on his back.*
*With truesight, there's a pair of barely visible, massive luminous angelic wings stretched out behind him.*
Elendon regards Krathian with a mild curiosity, barely even stopping as he keeps walking.
Krathian scratches the back of his head tosses his cane to himself and pulls his hat down on his head, starting to walk with Elendon. "Excuse me, sir, am I right in guessing that you are a divine entity?"
Elendon turns his head towards Krathian. (Indeed you would. Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventures and General if the Angelic Armies.)
Krathian snaps and a quill begins writing that title on a pad of parchment. "Pardon my ignorance, but you don't look like an orthodox member of the Seldarine."
(That's because I'm not part of the Seldarine, or even the Dark Seldarine. I am a member of the second tier of the pantheon of my world, with only Stargazer, the Creator, being my superior. Even Corellon Larethian himself is below me.) Elendon doesn't sound like he's bragging. He's rather matter-of-factly telling Krathian this.
"Fascinating, what world are you from?"
*His would doesn't have a name yet; working on that. It's an incomplete HB setting*
((Insert world name here))
(Can you tell me a bit more about the other members of your pantheon?)
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I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
*Who is in the main room? Specifically any wizards or spellcasters in general*
*zya*
*Ghost smiles*
Alecto walks over *a mix between a shardmind and a devil* and waves at them. "Hello, practitioner of the mystic arts. How is it?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because mortals usually enjoy dancing around topics and seek to fake interest in other people's lives. Is that enough for you?" they say, a diamond smile mounted on their head the whole time
"ahh... you mistake me as a mortal. A common mistake."
"You...what is a god doing here? Do you support A'dda like the rest of the fools?"
Despa is an angel wearing heavy plate
Elendon turns to Despa, eyes glowing with powerful, holy light. (I don't even know this A'dda your speak of.) His eyes narrow. (But don't even think you can just push me around. I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventures and General of the Angelic Armies. There's is only one in my world who has power over me, and that is Stargazer, the Creator.)
"You misunderstand. In this tavern, none have power over others, not even gods. I speak and act as I wish."
Despa looks at Elondon, waiting for his response
Elendon smirks, and shakes his head sadly. (You're a rogue, aren't you? Only a rogue would presume that I wish to exert my influence over anyone here.) He chuckles. (My previous statement was a warning, Desperationis. I could call a force like nothing you, or the mortals here, have ever seen if you attack me.) He blinks, and that holy light shuts off, revealing a pair of piercing ice blue eyes. (I came here not for conflict though, and will not seek it out, but neither will I avoid it. If you wish to fight, you will get it.)
*Who is in the main room? Specifically any wizards or spellcasters in general*
*zya*
*Ghost smiles*
Alecto walks over *a mix between a shardmind and a devil* and waves at them. "Hello, practitioner of the mystic arts. How is it?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because mortals usually enjoy dancing around topics and seek to fake interest in other people's lives. Is that enough for you?" they say, a diamond smile mounted on their head the whole time
"ahh... you mistake me as a mortal. A common mistake."
"I guess I have. My apologize."
"Its alright."
"Do you know the spell identify?"
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Nothing. Who are you?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He laughs again. "Wouldn't you like to know, mind boy?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Why do you ask?"
N/A
Indeed. Thus I asked the question
Alecto readies his crossbow to shoot at the eyes
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Because mortals usually enjoy dancing around topics and seek to fake interest in other people's lives. Is that enough for you?" they say, a diamond smile mounted on their head the whole time
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You misunderstand. In this tavern, none have power over others, not even gods. I speak and act as I wish."
Despa looks at Elondon, waiting for his response
N/A
He continued laughing, getting into a coughing fit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"ahh... you mistake me as a mortal. A common mistake."
N/A
you enjoy hurting people? Seeing them dying and bleeding?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh, yes! I guess you're asking about those hunters down there. Oh, they were such fun toys while they lasted. For hours!" More laughter.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"I guess I have. My apologize."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(Can you tell me a bit more about the other members of your pantheon?)
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
And yet they have hope. And yet they are probably now sent off to a more happy life. They respond wishfully
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nope, their souls have left to a worse place. Anyways, when are you going to fire? The tension is killing me."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
I am not here to hunt you. A different prey is in my sights. And how do you know of their afterlife?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He just laughs again, getting into another coughing fit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Its alright."
N/A
Elendon smirks, and shakes his head sadly. (You're a rogue, aren't you? Only a rogue would presume that I wish to exert my influence over anyone here.) He chuckles. (My previous statement was a warning, Desperationis. I could call a force like nothing you, or the mortals here, have ever seen if you attack me.) He blinks, and that holy light shuts off, revealing a pair of piercing ice blue eyes. (I came here not for conflict though, and will not seek it out, but neither will I avoid it. If you wish to fight, you will get it.)
"Do you know the spell identify?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now