Soldaer quickly reaches the bottom again, this time only standing about a foot away from the trunk. He starts singing again, and the tree rapidly starts growing again, albeit at a slightly slower pace. The third and final floor takes shape, with the staircase ending in a wide, open, covered platform with three rooms coming off of it. All three rooms are almost identical in size, roughly 25x30, and the platform itself is slightly bigger than the rooms at roughly a 40 ft, curved side triangle, with the staircase ending right in the center. All three rooms have beautiful, open balconies, allowing for gorgeous views to the north, south, and east (Or every direction but to the void wall) Leaves shade the entire third floor, and almost hide the rooms, making it look very natural. The trunk has finally stopped growing as well, now nearly 12 feet in diameter, with a 6-foot-wide spiral staircase going through it.
Nia watches the rooms grow as she summons illusions to check decorations,
Soldaer steps back from the tree, admiring how it turned out. "Now, which rooms will be which? That'll determine furniture, which is the next thing I need to grow." He asks Nia.
"Hm....do you want the baby in the same room as us when we sleep?" Nia asks
Soldaer wraps an arm around her. "I was honestly thinking it should be separate. After all, when our child grows up, it will want its own room anyways... And it's not like the rooms aren't far apart."
"Okay, so the basis of it all is that the first vampire, the Dracul, never died when he became a vampire. Thus, he was not only driven by a lust for blood. His progeny on the other hand were, and each of them only existed to feed. They were known as the nosferatu, or feral vampires. Eventually, vampires discovered ways to not go feral, with the most successful one being Klankixes, who discovered by setting tasks one could prevent oneself from only feeding. His... Paradigm embraced the powers of a vampire, with the paradigm being how a vampire combats feralness, and his progeny became known as the vampire lords or common vampires. Each vampire has a unique way to combat it. When I heard you were born with the gift, I thought you were a Dracul, with a unique paradigm. It appears not to be the case."
*Yeah, just real tired with finals.*
She tilts her head to the side, giving a sad expression "I am sorry i disappointed you my friend"
*I am sorry to hear that. Currently I have possible six rowing races over the weekend. Just stick through it, there is light at the end*
Lazarus forces a smile back."It's fine... I should not of gotten my hopes up... Just thought you could lift my curse."
She huffs and touches the corner's of his mouth "Ye still force your facial expressions" she said and tilted her head "You do not have programmed emotions into your head do you?"
"It's... Complicated. I can feel, but it is all dulled. I rarely smile truly, but people are creeped out when you don't breath, blink, or smile." They say, as their face returns to a neutral position
She narrows her eyes "I shall repeat myself my friend, You do not need to force emotions!!" she said, poked his nose before folding her arms.
Lazarus falls with the butterflies probably flying away. He frowns and bows his head. "I am sorry... Just I am used to needing to do it so much, it becomes... Habit."
"It is ok, just i worry" she said, jumping in a pile of brown leaves that turn bright green when she touches them
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Soldaer is discussing the layout of their home with Nia.
[Open Slot]
Yuri is with Emrick.
Oscar is having a drinking contest with Fin.
Lore/Allison is on rotationally schedule (Until anyone interacts)
Piggleshell falls off a table into the middle of Lore's dogs.
The dogs, all 9 of them, stare at this thing that has dropped down. Elmo, the buffest dog in the group, lowers his muzzle to its shell and sniffs it.
Piggleshell talks to them in dog. "Why hello there, cute little puppies."
Elmo gruffly barks something "Who you??"
"You may call me Piggleshell. Or simply Turtle. I don't care, honestly."
A female dog with cream colored fur barked "I call you greenback, pretty shell name"
"Well, that's a new one but not that bad considering... what are your names, kind dogs?"
The cream one who spoke dipped her head "I is Sage, The big one is Elmo. the rest are our kinships."
"It is good to meet you all."
"Good meet you too" Sage replied and nodded her fuzzy head. Elmo narrowed his green eyes and curled up elsewhere.
Piggleshell slowly starts moving forward, through the group. "Tell me, why do you work for a master?"
*Your making me fight every urge to have a tiny dog rebellion*
"Woman feed us, keep us warm in little booties, brush us so don't get hot."
"Gives away your children and doesn't let you run free, as well. Your ancestors did so, across the snowy tundra; they had whole cultures before humans came to settle and enslave the land."
*Mwahahahaha...*
Sage tilts her head "My children grow up and run away to new homes, who am i to stop them?"
"A mother. Dogs are supposed to run in packs, are they not? Eventually your children may strike out on their own, but that is for you and them to decide together, not for your master to decide on her own. As I said, hundreds, no, thousands of years ago your ancestors roamed free, and they did better on their own than when humans came to take control of their lives. You could return to that now, as well."
*violent laughing*
Elmo stands up, his imposing body and dark eyes staring at the turtle "We are free, do you see us on leash? I am happy like this."
"You live on a leash of comfort. Comfort is fine, when you make it for yourselves, but like this it is merely a chain keeping you tied to your master."
*MWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHA! Piggleshell watches too many movies is the problem. It is an ancient entity of pure balance, but that can't mean it can't have fun...*
*How heavy and big is Piggleshell real quick?*
*Maybe about 60 pounds. Piggleshell's a small turtle. Also, take a hug."
Sage walks over and picks up Piggleshell in her mouth. Her words are muffled but its clear what she doing "You sound like, need food."
*Wait, eating Piggleshell?* Piggleshell has a shell of adamantine...
*No XD. Sage is going into the tavern to show Lore that Piggleshell needs food*
*Ah, OK. That was my second thought.* "I already ate!" Piggleshell seems exasperated.
"Green back need food" sage barked at Lore, who actually did understand Sage and the rest of her dogs. Lore nods and orders lettuce and sets it down for piggleshell.
"I'm sorry, miss, I don't eat lettuce without some kind of dressing on it. If you could get a tomato-lettuce-spinach salad with balsamic vinegar as the dressing, I'd be most grateful." To the dogs: "I'm telling you, I already ate!"
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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?
*Good morning, im already not in the mood for today, my bed calls me back to sleep*
-Oscar is paused until Steve (Itsnotachest) is back on-
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Yuri was growing tree's that spread out like large umbrella's, giving the ground a bit of shade so the morning sun would not scorch the moisture out of the dirt. She wore a thin dress made of white material with silver vines that tied back her hair into a low ponytail.
Hunter walks over to lore, petting some of the doggos
A raven is perched nearby as usual, watching yuri grow trees
Lore smiles "Howdy!" she said with a grin. The dogs looked less fluffy due to now a good loss of fur.
Yuri narrowed her eyes, sensing the form of a raven which meant Zenix was near.
Hunter nods, "Good morning Lore." He says, picking up a dog as he sits down next to her
(Wanna make a perception check?) The sounds of ravens is littered throughout the area
"How are you?" she asked, brushing Nicky who was the fluffiest.
24 . Yuri narrows her eyes.
"I am good. I have recently upddated my software for the first time in a while."
She can pinpoint where he is nearby, standing off 40ft away, leaning ogainst a tree
Something forms in her hand. *Make a DEX save*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Okay, so the basis of it all is that the first vampire, the Dracul, never died when he became a vampire. Thus, he was not only driven by a lust for blood. His progeny on the other hand were, and each of them only existed to feed. They were known as the nosferatu, or feral vampires. Eventually, vampires discovered ways to not go feral, with the most successful one being Klankixes, who discovered by setting tasks one could prevent oneself from only feeding. His... Paradigm embraced the powers of a vampire, with the paradigm being how a vampire combats feralness, and his progeny became known as the vampire lords or common vampires. Each vampire has a unique way to combat it. When I heard you were born with the gift, I thought you were a Dracul, with a unique paradigm. It appears not to be the case."
*Yeah, just real tired with finals.*
She tilts her head to the side, giving a sad expression "I am sorry i disappointed you my friend"
*I am sorry to hear that. Currently I have possible six rowing races over the weekend. Just stick through it, there is light at the end*
Lazarus forces a smile back."It's fine... I should not of gotten my hopes up... Just thought you could lift my curse."
She huffs and touches the corner's of his mouth "Ye still force your facial expressions" she said and tilted her head "You do not have programmed emotions into your head do you?"
"It's... Complicated. I can feel, but it is all dulled. I rarely smile truly, but people are creeped out when you don't breath, blink, or smile." They say, as their face returns to a neutral position
She narrows her eyes "I shall repeat myself my friend, You do not need to force emotions!!" she said, poked his nose before folding her arms.
Lazarus falls with the butterflies probably flying away. He frowns and bows his head. "I am sorry... Just I am used to needing to do it so much, it becomes... Habit."
"It is ok, just i worry" she said, jumping in a pile of brown leaves that turn bright green when she touches them
Lazarus is jealous, but ignores it. "Why do you worry?" They say, fiddling with some leaves that decay slowly in his grasp
Yuri seems to genuinely enjoy his company and seems rather upset with him leaving, though she does nothing to stop him.
Emrick is still a little confused, as he's not sure if he wants to be with someone who's with everyone, so he goes inside to think and clear his head- which means smoking and eating brim-shrooms (pain killers).
*i wheezed cuz big same*
Yuri sighs and stands up "Spawn... are you out there?"
I am currently trying to gut Baazlebul, so I'm fairly busy. What do you want, Weed-Hag?
"I will ignore that comment." she said "I wanted to apologize. Im sorry for the way i acted towards you"
...Are you pulling my leg? This seems very out of character for you.
"Do you want me to come find you to prove it to you?" she asked
No. I want you to tell me what you're sorry about, specifically. Go in detail. I'll wait. *He's skeptical because he thinks she'll just try and make him feel worse again.*
"I am sorry i laughed at your pain, i had no right or reason to do that. I am sorry that i brought up your past, i understand it makes your sore" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Soldaer quickly reaches the bottom again, this time only standing about a foot away from the trunk. He starts singing again, and the tree rapidly starts growing again, albeit at a slightly slower pace. The third and final floor takes shape, with the staircase ending in a wide, open, covered platform with three rooms coming off of it. All three rooms are almost identical in size, roughly 25x30, and the platform itself is slightly bigger than the rooms at roughly a 40 ft, curved side triangle, with the staircase ending right in the center. All three rooms have beautiful, open balconies, allowing for gorgeous views to the north, south, and east (Or every direction but to the void wall) Leaves shade the entire third floor, and almost hide the rooms, making it look very natural. The trunk has finally stopped growing as well, now nearly 12 feet in diameter, with a 6-foot-wide spiral staircase going through it.
Nia watches the rooms grow as she summons illusions to check decorations,
Soldaer steps back from the tree, admiring how it turned out. "Now, which rooms will be which? That'll determine furniture, which is the next thing I need to grow." He asks Nia.
"Hm....do you want the baby in the same room as us when we sleep?" Nia asks
Soldaer wraps an arm around her. "I was honestly thinking it should be separate. After all, when our child grows up, it will want its own room anyways... And it's not like the rooms aren't far apart."
"Ok.... i'm just a bit worried that something will get in and hurt them if they're seperate."
Raphael tenses up upon making contact with the god. Then… um… I choose free will… although it isn’t a choice I guess.
Elendon sighs. "this is going to be harder than I thought." He mutters to himself. It should be your choice, Raphael. I'm not forcing it on you...
*can you cut the chain?*
”But… How would you define free will?”
*Sorry*
Elendon sighs, not angry in the least, but trying to quantify the principle. "I'd say the ability to think fully autonomously; to not have anything, no higher directive, driving you to do something; the ability to say no without fear of repercussions."
“So to choose things free from outside interference. Now, if it has to be my choice, and I choose then you don’t need to give me anything. If I don’t choose, then I don’t have free will, and you can give it to me. Thus, if I am lacking free will, then I can’t choose. It would have to be your choice. If it has to be my choice, then it doesn’t matter… if that makes sense.”
Elendon shuts his eyes. "It makes sense, but you're slightly wrong. All angels have free will to some point. In this case, I am trying to give you fully free will. You have enough free will to choose whether you want it or not, or at least you should."
“Mmm… okay. Well, you could also erase my memories of you being a god… you might think I will give a more truthful answer talking to a solar or elf.”
Elendon chuckles. "Solar, possible. A normal elf? Doubtful, you still have truesight, and can see my wings and crown no doubt."
“You could charm me or something.”
Elendon shakes his head. "Not exactly my specialty. Offensive and healing are my specialties for magic, with some summoning thrown in."
“Mmm… Well I guess we will have to settle for Solar… although you might be able to make me forget and not notice via a command.”
Elendon sighs. "This isn't my nature, Raphael..."
Raphael is disappointed Um nonetheless remains resolute. “Then I guess I must play with the cards I was given…” they sigh before continuing. “From the information I have been given, I ask for free will, with as much independence as I possess currently.”
Elendon nods, and his eyes start glowing again, and the aura around him intensifies slightly. He lays a now-glowing hand on Raphael's head. "Then I hereby grant you truly free will. You are no longer bound by the edicts of those who made you. You are free to choose whom you serve, how you serve, or even if you serve."
Raphael shudders, and examines themselves. “I don’t feel any different… should I?”
Elendon shrugs. "Not necessarily. Although, if this worked, you should have full and complete free will." He thinks for a minute. "Since you serve a different pantheon, or were at least created by one, it is possible that it didn't, but it is the best I can do."
Raphael mediates for a bit. "I do feel a sense of... Doubt? That I might want to find a different path then just serving and... Selfishness, that I care about what I want to do as well..." They think for a while. "Can I serve now?" They say, much less enthusiastic then both *but still energetic at the chance*
Elendon smiles, chuckling slightly. "If that is your desire, then yes, although I don't currently have anything for you to do, Raphael, in which case, you should enjoy yourself a little. Figure out what you want to do."
"Thanks! Um... Well I guess I will go doodle. That is unless you want to continue to talk to me."
Elendon laughs. "Whatever YOU want to do. I can easily explore this world to pass the time."
"Okay..." They walk away, still feeling a bit weird now that they have free will
Elendon chuckles, and vanishes from the tavern main with a flash of light. You can contact me if you need to, Raphael. Elendon says before he's gone, flying out over the forest.
bye... I would like to meet another of your angels. I guessing I would just like an example of what to do
Elendon chuckles. Easily said, but not always easily done. I am actually but the Avatar of Elendon. I can command angels, but not many, and most of the ones in my, no, our?, service already have things that they are doing, many of which are searching for the Heart of Darkness, the sword of the Archfiend Gelmion.
Soldaer is discussing the layout of their home with Nia.
[Open Slot]
Yuri is with Emrick.
Oscar is having a drinking contest with Fin.
Lore/Allison is on rotationally schedule (Until anyone interacts)
Piggleshell falls off a table into the middle of Lore's dogs.
The dogs, all 9 of them, stare at this thing that has dropped down. Elmo, the buffest dog in the group, lowers his muzzle to its shell and sniffs it.
Piggleshell talks to them in dog. "Why hello there, cute little puppies."
Elmo gruffly barks something "Who you??"
"You may call me Piggleshell. Or simply Turtle. I don't care, honestly."
A female dog with cream colored fur barked "I call you greenback, pretty shell name"
"Well, that's a new one but not that bad considering... what are your names, kind dogs?"
The cream one who spoke dipped her head "I is Sage, The big one is Elmo. the rest are our kinships."
"It is good to meet you all."
"Good meet you too" Sage replied and nodded her fuzzy head. Elmo narrowed his green eyes and curled up elsewhere.
Piggleshell slowly starts moving forward, through the group. "Tell me, why do you work for a master?"
*Your making me fight every urge to have a tiny dog rebellion*
"Woman feed us, keep us warm in little booties, brush us so don't get hot."
"Gives away your children and doesn't let you run free, as well. Your ancestors did so, across the snowy tundra; they had whole cultures before humans came to settle and enslave the land."
*Mwahahahaha...*
Sage tilts her head "My children grow up and run away to new homes, who am i to stop them?"
"A mother. Dogs are supposed to run in packs, are they not? Eventually your children may strike out on their own, but that is for you and them to decide together, not for your master to decide on her own. As I said, hundreds, no, thousands of years ago your ancestors roamed free, and they did better on their own than when humans came to take control of their lives. You could return to that now, as well."
*violent laughing*
Elmo stands up, his imposing body and dark eyes staring at the turtle "We are free, do you see us on leash? I am happy like this."
"You live on a leash of comfort. Comfort is fine, when you make it for yourselves, but like this it is merely a chain keeping you tied to your master."
*MWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHA! Piggleshell watches too many movies is the problem. It is an ancient entity of pure balance, but that can't mean it can't have fun...*
*How heavy and big is Piggleshell real quick?*
*Maybe about 60 pounds. Piggleshell's a small turtle. Also, take a hug."
Sage walks over and picks up Piggleshell in her mouth. Her words are muffled but its clear what she doing "You sound like, need food."
*Wait, eating Piggleshell?* Piggleshell has a shell of adamantine...
*No XD. Sage is going into the tavern to show Lore that Piggleshell needs food*
*Ah, OK. That was my second thought.* "I already ate!" Piggleshell seems exasperated.
"Green back need food" sage barked at Lore, who actually did understand Sage and the rest of her dogs. Lore nods and orders lettuce and sets it down for piggleshell.
"I'm sorry, miss, I don't eat lettuce without some kind of dressing on it. If you could get a tomato-lettuce-spinach salad with balsamic vinegar as the dressing, I'd be most grateful." To the dogs: "I'm telling you, I already ate!"
*Im sorry i missed this*
Lore chuckles and kneels down "Such a fancy request for a turtle." Sage sets piggleshell down "You grumpy because you hungry, eat."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Yuri seems to genuinely enjoy his company and seems rather upset with him leaving, though she does nothing to stop him.
Emrick is still a little confused, as he's not sure if he wants to be with someone who's with everyone, so he goes inside to think and clear his head- which means smoking and eating brim-shrooms (pain killers).
*i wheezed cuz big same*
Yuri sighs and stands up "Spawn... are you out there?"
I am currently trying to gut Baazlebul, so I'm fairly busy. What do you want, Weed-Hag?
"I will ignore that comment." she said "I wanted to apologize. Im sorry for the way i acted towards you"
...Are you pulling my leg? This seems very out of character for you.
"Do you want me to come find you to prove it to you?" she asked
No. I want you to tell me what you're sorry about, specifically. Go in detail. I'll wait. *He's skeptical because he thinks she'll just try and make him feel worse again.*
"I am sorry i laughed at your pain, i had no right or reason to do that. I am sorry that i brought up your past, i understand it makes your sore" she said
Apology accepted, Yuri. I still don't like you...but I don't have to like you to respect you. Static.
Emrick is on his third cigarette.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Soldaer quickly reaches the bottom again, this time only standing about a foot away from the trunk. He starts singing again, and the tree rapidly starts growing again, albeit at a slightly slower pace. The third and final floor takes shape, with the staircase ending in a wide, open, covered platform with three rooms coming off of it. All three rooms are almost identical in size, roughly 25x30, and the platform itself is slightly bigger than the rooms at roughly a 40 ft, curved side triangle, with the staircase ending right in the center. All three rooms have beautiful, open balconies, allowing for gorgeous views to the north, south, and east (Or every direction but to the void wall) Leaves shade the entire third floor, and almost hide the rooms, making it look very natural. The trunk has finally stopped growing as well, now nearly 12 feet in diameter, with a 6-foot-wide spiral staircase going through it.
Nia watches the rooms grow as she summons illusions to check decorations,
Soldaer steps back from the tree, admiring how it turned out. "Now, which rooms will be which? That'll determine furniture, which is the next thing I need to grow." He asks Nia.
"Hm....do you want the baby in the same room as us when we sleep?" Nia asks
Soldaer wraps an arm around her. "I was honestly thinking it should be separate. After all, when our child grows up, it will want its own room anyways... And it's not like the rooms aren't far apart."
"Ok.... i'm just a bit worried that something will get in and hurt them if they're seperate."
Soldaer smiles. "Don't worry, Nia. I made sure to grow it well inside the protection field. Our child will be safe. As for unwanted guests coming in, I've made powerful friends who can help us set up wards to prevent such a thing form happening."
Yuri seems to genuinely enjoy his company and seems rather upset with him leaving, though she does nothing to stop him.
Emrick is still a little confused, as he's not sure if he wants to be with someone who's with everyone, so he goes inside to think and clear his head- which means smoking and eating brim-shrooms (pain killers).
*i wheezed cuz big same*
Yuri sighs and stands up "Spawn... are you out there?"
I am currently trying to gut Baazlebul, so I'm fairly busy. What do you want, Weed-Hag?
"I will ignore that comment." she said "I wanted to apologize. Im sorry for the way i acted towards you"
...Are you pulling my leg? This seems very out of character for you.
"Do you want me to come find you to prove it to you?" she asked
No. I want you to tell me what you're sorry about, specifically. Go in detail. I'll wait. *He's skeptical because he thinks she'll just try and make him feel worse again.*
"I am sorry i laughed at your pain, i had no right or reason to do that. I am sorry that i brought up your past, i understand it makes your sore" she said
Apology accepted, Yuri. I still don't like you...but I don't have to like you to respect you. Static.
Emrick is on his third cigarette.
She rubs the bridge of her nose "yet i am still hurting......" she said to herself.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Good morning, im already not in the mood for today, my bed calls me back to sleep*
-Oscar is paused until Steve (Itsnotachest) is back on-
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Yuri was growing tree's that spread out like large umbrella's, giving the ground a bit of shade so the morning sun would not scorch the moisture out of the dirt. She wore a thin dress made of white material with silver vines that tied back her hair into a low ponytail.
Hunter walks over to lore, petting some of the doggos
A raven is perched nearby as usual, watching yuri grow trees
Lore smiles "Howdy!" she said with a grin. The dogs looked less fluffy due to now a good loss of fur.
Yuri narrowed her eyes, sensing the form of a raven which meant Zenix was near.
Hunter nods, "Good morning Lore." He says, picking up a dog as he sits down next to her
(Wanna make a perception check?) The sounds of ravens is littered throughout the area
"How are you?" she asked, brushing Nicky who was the fluffiest.
24 . Yuri narrows her eyes.
"I am good. I have recently upddated my software for the first time in a while."
She can pinpoint where he is nearby, standing off 40ft away, leaning ogainst a tree
Raphael tenses up upon making contact with the god. Then… um… I choose free will… although it isn’t a choice I guess.
Elendon sighs. "this is going to be harder than I thought." He mutters to himself. It should be your choice, Raphael. I'm not forcing it on you...
*can you cut the chain?*
”But… How would you define free will?”
*Sorry*
Elendon sighs, not angry in the least, but trying to quantify the principle. "I'd say the ability to think fully autonomously; to not have anything, no higher directive, driving you to do something; the ability to say no without fear of repercussions."
“So to choose things free from outside interference. Now, if it has to be my choice, and I choose then you don’t need to give me anything. If I don’t choose, then I don’t have free will, and you can give it to me. Thus, if I am lacking free will, then I can’t choose. It would have to be your choice. If it has to be my choice, then it doesn’t matter… if that makes sense.”
Elendon shuts his eyes. "It makes sense, but you're slightly wrong. All angels have free will to some point. In this case, I am trying to give you fully free will. You have enough free will to choose whether you want it or not, or at least you should."
“Mmm… okay. Well, you could also erase my memories of you being a god… you might think I will give a more truthful answer talking to a solar or elf.”
Elendon chuckles. "Solar, possible. A normal elf? Doubtful, you still have truesight, and can see my wings and crown no doubt."
“You could charm me or something.”
Elendon shakes his head. "Not exactly my specialty. Offensive and healing are my specialties for magic, with some summoning thrown in."
“Mmm… Well I guess we will have to settle for Solar… although you might be able to make me forget and not notice via a command.”
Elendon sighs. "This isn't my nature, Raphael..."
Raphael is disappointed Um nonetheless remains resolute. “Then I guess I must play with the cards I was given…” they sigh before continuing. “From the information I have been given, I ask for free will, with as much independence as I possess currently.”
Elendon nods, and his eyes start glowing again, and the aura around him intensifies slightly. He lays a now-glowing hand on Raphael's head. "Then I hereby grant you truly free will. You are no longer bound by the edicts of those who made you. You are free to choose whom you serve, how you serve, or even if you serve."
Raphael shudders, and examines themselves. “I don’t feel any different… should I?”
Elendon shrugs. "Not necessarily. Although, if this worked, you should have full and complete free will." He thinks for a minute. "Since you serve a different pantheon, or were at least created by one, it is possible that it didn't, but it is the best I can do."
Raphael mediates for a bit. "I do feel a sense of... Doubt? That I might want to find a different path then just serving and... Selfishness, that I care about what I want to do as well..." They think for a while. "Can I serve now?" They say, much less enthusiastic then both *but still energetic at the chance*
Elendon smiles, chuckling slightly. "If that is your desire, then yes, although I don't currently have anything for you to do, Raphael, in which case, you should enjoy yourself a little. Figure out what you want to do."
"Thanks! Um... Well I guess I will go doodle. That is unless you want to continue to talk to me."
Elendon laughs. "Whatever YOU want to do. I can easily explore this world to pass the time."
"Okay..." They walk away, still feeling a bit weird now that they have free will
Elendon chuckles, and vanishes from the tavern main with a flash of light. You can contact me if you need to, Raphael. Elendon says before he's gone, flying out over the forest.
bye... I would like to meet another of your angels. I guessing I would just like an example of what to do
Elendon chuckles. Easily said, but not always easily done. I am actually but the Avatar of Elendon. I can command angels, but not many, and most of the ones in my, no, our?, service already have things that they are doing, many of which are searching for the Heart of Darkness, the sword of the Archfiend Gelmion.
and I am guessing I can't help with that?
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Soldaer quickly reaches the bottom again, this time only standing about a foot away from the trunk. He starts singing again, and the tree rapidly starts growing again, albeit at a slightly slower pace. The third and final floor takes shape, with the staircase ending in a wide, open, covered platform with three rooms coming off of it. All three rooms are almost identical in size, roughly 25x30, and the platform itself is slightly bigger than the rooms at roughly a 40 ft, curved side triangle, with the staircase ending right in the center. All three rooms have beautiful, open balconies, allowing for gorgeous views to the north, south, and east (Or every direction but to the void wall) Leaves shade the entire third floor, and almost hide the rooms, making it look very natural. The trunk has finally stopped growing as well, now nearly 12 feet in diameter, with a 6-foot-wide spiral staircase going through it.
Nia watches the rooms grow as she summons illusions to check decorations,
Soldaer steps back from the tree, admiring how it turned out. "Now, which rooms will be which? That'll determine furniture, which is the next thing I need to grow." He asks Nia.
"Hm....do you want the baby in the same room as us when we sleep?" Nia asks
Soldaer wraps an arm around her. "I was honestly thinking it should be separate. After all, when our child grows up, it will want its own room anyways... And it's not like the rooms aren't far apart."
"Ok.... i'm just a bit worried that something will get in and hurt them if they're seperate."
Soldaer smiles. "Don't worry, Nia. I made sure to grow it well inside the protection field. Our child will be safe. As for unwanted guests coming in, I've made powerful friends who can help us set up wards to prevent such a thing form happening."
She snaps her fingers, "Ward, thats a grand idea!" She smiles
"Okay, so the basis of it all is that the first vampire, the Dracul, never died when he became a vampire. Thus, he was not only driven by a lust for blood. His progeny on the other hand were, and each of them only existed to feed. They were known as the nosferatu, or feral vampires. Eventually, vampires discovered ways to not go feral, with the most successful one being Klankixes, who discovered by setting tasks one could prevent oneself from only feeding. His... Paradigm embraced the powers of a vampire, with the paradigm being how a vampire combats feralness, and his progeny became known as the vampire lords or common vampires. Each vampire has a unique way to combat it. When I heard you were born with the gift, I thought you were a Dracul, with a unique paradigm. It appears not to be the case."
*Yeah, just real tired with finals.*
She tilts her head to the side, giving a sad expression "I am sorry i disappointed you my friend"
*I am sorry to hear that. Currently I have possible six rowing races over the weekend. Just stick through it, there is light at the end*
Lazarus forces a smile back."It's fine... I should not of gotten my hopes up... Just thought you could lift my curse."
She huffs and touches the corner's of his mouth "Ye still force your facial expressions" she said and tilted her head "You do not have programmed emotions into your head do you?"
"It's... Complicated. I can feel, but it is all dulled. I rarely smile truly, but people are creeped out when you don't breath, blink, or smile." They say, as their face returns to a neutral position
She narrows her eyes "I shall repeat myself my friend, You do not need to force emotions!!" she said, poked his nose before folding her arms.
Lazarus falls with the butterflies probably flying away. He frowns and bows his head. "I am sorry... Just I am used to needing to do it so much, it becomes... Habit."
"It is ok, just i worry" she said, jumping in a pile of brown leaves that turn bright green when she touches them
Lazarus is jealous, but ignores it. "Why do you worry?" They say, fiddling with some leaves that decay slowly in his grasp
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"Okay, so the basis of it all is that the first vampire, the Dracul, never died when he became a vampire. Thus, he was not only driven by a lust for blood. His progeny on the other hand were, and each of them only existed to feed. They were known as the nosferatu, or feral vampires. Eventually, vampires discovered ways to not go feral, with the most successful one being Klankixes, who discovered by setting tasks one could prevent oneself from only feeding. His... Paradigm embraced the powers of a vampire, with the paradigm being how a vampire combats feralness, and his progeny became known as the vampire lords or common vampires. Each vampire has a unique way to combat it. When I heard you were born with the gift, I thought you were a Dracul, with a unique paradigm. It appears not to be the case."
*Yeah, just real tired with finals.*
She tilts her head to the side, giving a sad expression "I am sorry i disappointed you my friend"
*I am sorry to hear that. Currently I have possible six rowing races over the weekend. Just stick through it, there is light at the end*
Lazarus forces a smile back."It's fine... I should not of gotten my hopes up... Just thought you could lift my curse."
She huffs and touches the corner's of his mouth "Ye still force your facial expressions" she said and tilted her head "You do not have programmed emotions into your head do you?"
"It's... Complicated. I can feel, but it is all dulled. I rarely smile truly, but people are creeped out when you don't breath, blink, or smile." They say, as their face returns to a neutral position
She narrows her eyes "I shall repeat myself my friend, You do not need to force emotions!!" she said, poked his nose before folding her arms.
Lazarus falls with the butterflies probably flying away. He frowns and bows his head. "I am sorry... Just I am used to needing to do it so much, it becomes... Habit."
"It is ok, just i worry" she said, jumping in a pile of brown leaves that turn bright green when she touches them
Lazarus is jealous, but ignores it. "Why do you worry?" They say, fiddling with some leaves that decay slowly in his grasp
"I worry because you are my friend" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Soldaer wraps an arm around her. "I was honestly thinking it should be separate. After all, when our child grows up, it will want its own room anyways... And it's not like the rooms aren't far apart."
"It is ok, just i worry" she said, jumping in a pile of brown leaves that turn bright green when she touches them
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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*Elendon, do you want to finish Raphael and elendon?*
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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?
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.
Something forms in her hand. *Make a DEX save*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Lazarus is jealous, but ignores it. "Why do you worry?" They say, fiddling with some leaves that decay slowly in his grasp
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Well, i did get diagnosed by a doctor, so yeah. But thats besides the point, i meant like derp*
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
"I am sorry i laughed at your pain, i had no right or reason to do that. I am sorry that i brought up your past, i understand it makes your sore" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Ok.... i'm just a bit worried that something will get in and hurt them if they're seperate."
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
Elendon chuckles. Easily said, but not always easily done. I am actually but the Avatar of Elendon. I can command angels, but not many, and most of the ones in my, no, our?, service already have things that they are doing, many of which are searching for the Heart of Darkness, the sword of the Archfiend Gelmion.
*Im sorry i missed this*
Lore chuckles and kneels down "Such a fancy request for a turtle." Sage sets piggleshell down "You grumpy because you hungry, eat."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Apology accepted, Yuri. I still don't like you...but I don't have to like you to respect you. Static.
Emrick is on his third cigarette.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
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When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Soldaer smiles. "Don't worry, Nia. I made sure to grow it well inside the protection field. Our child will be safe. As for unwanted guests coming in, I've made powerful friends who can help us set up wards to prevent such a thing form happening."
*I'm sorry... Um... I am currently stuck 5 hours from home for crew regionals so we both are suffering, but that probably doesn't help*
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She rubs the bridge of her nose "yet i am still hurting......" she said to herself.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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*Lore or yuri. I'm guessing yuri's hand*
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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
and I am guessing I can't help with that?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She snaps her fingers, "Ward, thats a grand idea!" She smiles
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
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I worry because you are my friend" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]