They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
Sapient means a being who has the ability to choose who they are, who has free will. They can choose their alignment, and they can choose their afterlife. Understanding?
...yes?........... *casually checks Danger's alignment-CHAOTIC EVIL?* (changes to chaotic neutral)
*Really? That is a surprise to me*
I am an angel. I lived that life, even if I don't remember it. I am no longer a Sapient. I can't choose my afterlife, and I chose my alignment when I was alive. You possess that gift I will never have again. You are special. I am a dime a dozen
let me tell you something. i, a Plant, lives to grow and feed. you, the wonderful angel that you are, helped me do something more. you, you are different because of the acts you did. you may be permanently good, but you live up to that statement.
I haven't changed. This... This is my life, helping people. They think for a while. Am I your friend? They ask, as they are surrounded by vines
.....are you doubting my appreciation for you? they say, hugging them tighter.
I... They grab vines in their grast. I suffer from doubt. A lot of doubt. I doubt I am good. I doubt I am actually helping. I doubt I should do stuff... I am sorry that I am this way. They let out a sigh. I doubt that you like me beyond you being charmed by me
*checks statblock. oh. oh. OH.*
no-no need to worry. i can't be charmed anyways.
*Ooo*
You... You can't? They say, a bit shocked
the Awaken still effected me, but my consciousness is one of the most heavily guarded in existence. also, you are good, considering you aren't fallen.
I... But I was just given free will about two weeks ago. What if I still fall? They say, trying to not have a panic attack
if you would have fallen, it would have been before now. calm down. without realizing it, Danger Foliage had casted calm emotions (save 17) without knowing they even could.
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But... but back then I didn't have free will... They say, thinking about stuff. Mind... can I cuddle with you? If that is okay....................................................... if that is okay, friend?
they feel an overwhelming sense of comfort wash over them with the spell, as danger foliage continued hugging Raphael closely.
Is that a yes? They say as they cease tensing up. They turn, seemingly sleeping
its a yes. Raphael proceeds to have a surprisingly comfortable rest on a mind devouring plant that may or may not have something to do with mindflayers.
Thanks. I... I need to learn how to rest. They say, as the minute slowly counts down.
*timeskip?*
Raphael suddenly shrieks and bursts out of Danger Foilage's grasp, frantically dusting themselves off
the plant shrinks back at the sudden noise. -is something wrong?
You, you mind controled me. You, you manipulated me. Why? They say, hovering over the plant, out of their reach
-i did? how?
You... you castrate my emotions. You calmed my emotions against my will by your will alone. "Tell me. Tell me why?"
i- i don't even know how i did it! much less why. i promise, whatever i did, i did not intend to do.
They hold back their anger. "I... Do you know your power? The limits of it?"
i have never done that before, or even knew i could.
They slowly float down to the ground. "Mmm... Did you will it to happen? Did you want me to calm down, even if I didn't naturally want it?"
-i-i didn't want you to doubt yourself and freak out, and then- and then something happened.
"Mmm... Be careful what you want. You... You are a sorcerer. You can manipulate reality. Don't do that again, please."
i-i will try not to.
*he aint a sorcerer. he just has mind powers*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
“Nah, I’m not tired anymore- I mean I’m always tired, I’m just not tired enough to go to sleep right now”
[[ ah ]] nothing around is magical.
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"How are you usually tired?"
Lysander is muttering stuff below their breath. "Please, begin."
Raphael is telling the complete truth
“Think of it like, My brain is constantly On overdrive, and that takes energy, so I’m perpetually tired”
[[ i forgot what was going on in this one ]]
Araignée is making a weave that looks like Raphael
"Mmm... How so?"
Lysander waits for Doc to explain how they made the half breeds patiently.
"Ooo, can I posse for it?"
“Hm- think of a song”
Doc begins to explain genetic mutation and combining dna
”if you want”
"I am. Please continue."
Lysander listens, waiting to ask questions.
"Thanks!" They say, before shifting to a young, playful, red-haired, green-eyed, peach-colored halfing with elven ears.
“Now think of another song over that song, chaotic already, isn’t it?”
”I’m sorry if this is boring you, or if I’m ranting- or both” even is Doc and Apifite aren’t blood related they are family
“Alright, ready?”
"Mmm... I can understand. Do you know why that is?"
"No, it is fine. Mind if I ask some questions?"
"Yes!" They say, standing perfectly still
“no, I don’t, but that’s not where it stops in my brain, trust me”
”not at all”
Araignée finishes the weave is about a minute in intricate detail
"Mmm... Anyway I may help? I could help you ask your god?"
"How did you get them to mutate in the right direction?"
"Thanks! Do you want to keep it or me?"
“My brain has always been like this, I’m used to it”
”I have no idea, all I do is find certain dna and replace it, it is methodical, but I’d have no idea if it works”
”you keep it”
"Mmm... So you are aneurotypical?"
"You do that to every single cell?"
"Thank you so much." They say, taking it. "So where did you learn to weave?"
“I believe the proper term would be neurodivergent”
“not every cell, just the base cell, then it multiplies”
”my friend Ursula”
"I see... Know which specific way?"
"So all the children you adopted?"
"I see... Can I meet them later?"
“Wah-“
“well, I adopted them before they were born, if that makes sense-“
”yeah, she’s nice”
"ADHD? Autism? Something else?"
"I see... And who were the donors of either sides?"
"I am sure." They say, fiddling with stuff. "So what do you do for a living?"
“Oh- adhd I think”
“women who got their ovaries removed, and sperm doners, I would never force someone capable of making their own decisions to do something”
”exist-“
"Understood... Sorry if I was pushing."
"Naturally." They say, thinking about stuff. "So, what specifically do you need?"
"Mmm... You don't have a form of income?"
“It’s fine-“
“For the genetic engineering or what I sent Apifite for”
”well money isn’t something I’ve ever had to worry about-“
"Thanks... Thank you friend."
"The latter."
"I see... so you don't have food or drink?"
Myrn smiles “it’s no problem
[[ imma assume you mean the second one since I doesn’t know what latter means ]] “I need knotweed”
”I do, I’ve just never had to worry about much-“
"So, you want to suggest something now or me?"
*Latter means the last option. It is the opposite of the former* "May I inquire why?"
"You scavenge?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
There is an Audible "pop" sound from outside the tavern. Suddenly, the door swings open, revealing a 7'4 Enderian (75% enderman) with Purple hair, a black hood, glowing purple eyes, and a very ominous scythe enters the tavern.
Lysander closes his eyes and wave. Hello. Who are you?
I think i'd rather have you answer that first. Said Xanial, who's telepathy sounded like an eerie echo.
Lysander the fourth. I am a diviner by trade. Need more?
Thats enough.. I'm Xanial Endwatcher, the First Fatewriter.
Mmm... May I know what a fatewriter is?
I don't see why thats any of your business. its just some unimportant title i have. deception: 14
16Just if it is unimportant doesn't mean I shouldn't want to know about it. I am curious about stuff
i'd... rather not share it. Lysander Couldn't see this but Xanial was shuffling a tarrokka deck.
Mmm... I see. What are you willing to share?
uh- i have a mind scythe.
Like the ability to manipulate mindscapes?
Possibly? i usually just use it to fight. he pulls out his enormous scythe, which, after a while, started to glow purple.
I see... what does it do?
well... uhh. i need a living thing to show you the whole "mind magic" part. also, i'm pretty sure i can do it without the Scythe, but i'm just better- or something with the scythe.
Got it. Mmm... Should I get a fox or something?
-yeah, a fox would work.
*timeskip?*
*sure*
They bring in a captive fox. So what now?
Xanial raises the scythe. as he swings it, psycic energy flies off it into the fox, knocking it unconscious near instantly. "eh, i'm a bit rusty."
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
Sapient means a being who has the ability to choose who they are, who has free will. They can choose their alignment, and they can choose their afterlife. Understanding?
...yes?........... *casually checks Danger's alignment-CHAOTIC EVIL?* (changes to chaotic neutral)
*Really? That is a surprise to me*
I am an angel. I lived that life, even if I don't remember it. I am no longer a Sapient. I can't choose my afterlife, and I chose my alignment when I was alive. You possess that gift I will never have again. You are special. I am a dime a dozen
let me tell you something. i, a Plant, lives to grow and feed. you, the wonderful angel that you are, helped me do something more. you, you are different because of the acts you did. you may be permanently good, but you live up to that statement.
I haven't changed. This... This is my life, helping people. They think for a while. Am I your friend? They ask, as they are surrounded by vines
.....are you doubting my appreciation for you? they say, hugging them tighter.
I... They grab vines in their grast. I suffer from doubt. A lot of doubt. I doubt I am good. I doubt I am actually helping. I doubt I should do stuff... I am sorry that I am this way. They let out a sigh. I doubt that you like me beyond you being charmed by me
*checks statblock. oh. oh. OH.*
no-no need to worry. i can't be charmed anyways.
*Ooo*
You... You can't? They say, a bit shocked
the Awaken still effected me, but my consciousness is one of the most heavily guarded in existence. also, you are good, considering you aren't fallen.
I... But I was just given free will about two weeks ago. What if I still fall? They say, trying to not have a panic attack
if you would have fallen, it would have been before now. calm down. without realizing it, Danger Foliage had casted calm emotions (save 17) without knowing they even could.
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But... but back then I didn't have free will... They say, thinking about stuff. Mind... can I cuddle with you? If that is okay....................................................... if that is okay, friend?
they feel an overwhelming sense of comfort wash over them with the spell, as danger foliage continued hugging Raphael closely.
Is that a yes? They say as they cease tensing up. They turn, seemingly sleeping
its a yes. Raphael proceeds to have a surprisingly comfortable rest on a mind devouring plant that may or may not have something to do with mindflayers.
Thanks. I... I need to learn how to rest. They say, as the minute slowly counts down.
*timeskip?*
Raphael suddenly shrieks and bursts out of Danger Foilage's grasp, frantically dusting themselves off
the plant shrinks back at the sudden noise. -is something wrong?
You, you mind controled me. You, you manipulated me. Why? They say, hovering over the plant, out of their reach
-i did? how?
You... you castrate my emotions. You calmed my emotions against my will by your will alone. "Tell me. Tell me why?"
i- i don't even know how i did it! much less why. i promise, whatever i did, i did not intend to do.
They hold back their anger. "I... Do you know your power? The limits of it?"
i have never done that before, or even knew i could.
They slowly float down to the ground. "Mmm... Did you will it to happen? Did you want me to calm down, even if I didn't naturally want it?"
-i-i didn't want you to doubt yourself and freak out, and then- and then something happened.
"Mmm... Be careful what you want. You... You are a sorcerer. You can manipulate reality. Don't do that again, please."
i-i will try not to.
*he aint a sorcerer. he just has mind powers*
*So Aberrant Mind so they are psychic?*
"You promise?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
There is an Audible "pop" sound from outside the tavern. Suddenly, the door swings open, revealing a 7'4 Enderian (75% enderman) with Purple hair, a black hood, glowing purple eyes, and a very ominous scythe enters the tavern.
Lysander closes his eyes and wave. Hello. Who are you?
I think i'd rather have you answer that first. Said Xanial, who's telepathy sounded like an eerie echo.
Lysander the fourth. I am a diviner by trade. Need more?
Thats enough.. I'm Xanial Endwatcher, the First Fatewriter.
Mmm... May I know what a fatewriter is?
I don't see why thats any of your business. its just some unimportant title i have. deception: 14
16Just if it is unimportant doesn't mean I shouldn't want to know about it. I am curious about stuff
i'd... rather not share it. Lysander Couldn't see this but Xanial was shuffling a tarrokka deck.
Mmm... I see. What are you willing to share?
uh- i have a mind scythe.
Like the ability to manipulate mindscapes?
Possibly? i usually just use it to fight. he pulls out his enormous scythe, which, after a while, started to glow purple.
I see... what does it do?
well... uhh. i need a living thing to show you the whole "mind magic" part. also, i'm pretty sure i can do it without the Scythe, but i'm just better- or something with the scythe.
Got it. Mmm... Should I get a fox or something?
-yeah, a fox would work.
*timeskip?*
*sure*
They bring in a captive fox. So what now?
Xanial raises the scythe. as he swings it, psycic energy flies off it into the fox, knocking it unconscious near instantly. "eh, i'm a bit rusty."
"Need some practice?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
9 foot tall enderman with purple eyes, and two long, black, horns along with large, pointy ears with a purple glow on the inside, and glowy purple freckles, along with purple tear streak like scars, and a long skinny tail, with feather-like fur at the end of it. He had three fingers and a thumb on each hand, as for his legs think black, shaved satyr legs and the hooves are also flesh, He also has hair because I said so, and a loose cotton shirt, and leather pants that sit between his waist and hips. He has a ghast tear earring
Lysander: "Hello. Who might you be?"
“Hello, I am Rune, and you?” His speech is slightly distorted
"Lysander. Mind if I look at you?"
“Not at all”
They look over them, surveying them. "You are an endermen?"
“That’s correct”
"I see. May I look at your eyes?"
“Of course” rune bends to be eye level with Lysander
[[ you can look at enderman all you want, it’s looking away that makes them hostile ]]
*Really?*
"Mmm... Curious. So how is it going?"
[[ yep, tested it myself, my friend called the Enders racist tho XD ]]
”good, and you?”
"Okay. What is your story? If I may ask."
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
Sapient means a being who has the ability to choose who they are, who has free will. They can choose their alignment, and they can choose their afterlife. Understanding?
...yes?........... *casually checks Danger's alignment-CHAOTIC EVIL?* (changes to chaotic neutral)
*Really? That is a surprise to me*
I am an angel. I lived that life, even if I don't remember it. I am no longer a Sapient. I can't choose my afterlife, and I chose my alignment when I was alive. You possess that gift I will never have again. You are special. I am a dime a dozen
let me tell you something. i, a Plant, lives to grow and feed. you, the wonderful angel that you are, helped me do something more. you, you are different because of the acts you did. you may be permanently good, but you live up to that statement.
I haven't changed. This... This is my life, helping people. They think for a while. Am I your friend? They ask, as they are surrounded by vines
.....are you doubting my appreciation for you? they say, hugging them tighter.
I... They grab vines in their grast. I suffer from doubt. A lot of doubt. I doubt I am good. I doubt I am actually helping. I doubt I should do stuff... I am sorry that I am this way. They let out a sigh. I doubt that you like me beyond you being charmed by me
*checks statblock. oh. oh. OH.*
no-no need to worry. i can't be charmed anyways.
*Ooo*
You... You can't? They say, a bit shocked
the Awaken still effected me, but my consciousness is one of the most heavily guarded in existence. also, you are good, considering you aren't fallen.
I... But I was just given free will about two weeks ago. What if I still fall? They say, trying to not have a panic attack
if you would have fallen, it would have been before now. calm down. without realizing it, Danger Foliage had casted calm emotions (save 17) without knowing they even could.
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But... but back then I didn't have free will... They say, thinking about stuff. Mind... can I cuddle with you? If that is okay....................................................... if that is okay, friend?
they feel an overwhelming sense of comfort wash over them with the spell, as danger foliage continued hugging Raphael closely.
Is that a yes? They say as they cease tensing up. They turn, seemingly sleeping
its a yes. Raphael proceeds to have a surprisingly comfortable rest on a mind devouring plant that may or may not have something to do with mindflayers.
Thanks. I... I need to learn how to rest. They say, as the minute slowly counts down.
*timeskip?*
Raphael suddenly shrieks and bursts out of Danger Foilage's grasp, frantically dusting themselves off
the plant shrinks back at the sudden noise. -is something wrong?
You, you mind controled me. You, you manipulated me. Why? They say, hovering over the plant, out of their reach
-i did? how?
You... you castrate my emotions. You calmed my emotions against my will by your will alone. "Tell me. Tell me why?"
i- i don't even know how i did it! much less why. i promise, whatever i did, i did not intend to do.
They hold back their anger. "I... Do you know your power? The limits of it?"
i have never done that before, or even knew i could.
They slowly float down to the ground. "Mmm... Did you will it to happen? Did you want me to calm down, even if I didn't naturally want it?"
-i-i didn't want you to doubt yourself and freak out, and then- and then something happened.
"Mmm... Be careful what you want. You... You are a sorcerer. You can manipulate reality. Don't do that again, please."
i-i will try not to.
*he aint a sorcerer. he just has mind powers*
*So Aberrant Mind so they are psychic?*
"You promise?"
i... i promise.
*a limited amount of times per day they can cast an illusion or enchantment spell that doesn't do damage, and no 9th level stuff like power word kill. also, no power word heal or pain*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
There is an Audible "pop" sound from outside the tavern. Suddenly, the door swings open, revealing a 7'4 Enderian (75% enderman) with Purple hair, a black hood, glowing purple eyes, and a very ominous scythe enters the tavern.
Lysander closes his eyes and wave. Hello. Who are you?
I think i'd rather have you answer that first. Said Xanial, who's telepathy sounded like an eerie echo.
Lysander the fourth. I am a diviner by trade. Need more?
Thats enough.. I'm Xanial Endwatcher, the First Fatewriter.
Mmm... May I know what a fatewriter is?
I don't see why thats any of your business. its just some unimportant title i have. deception: 14
16Just if it is unimportant doesn't mean I shouldn't want to know about it. I am curious about stuff
i'd... rather not share it. Lysander Couldn't see this but Xanial was shuffling a tarrokka deck.
Mmm... I see. What are you willing to share?
uh- i have a mind scythe.
Like the ability to manipulate mindscapes?
Possibly? i usually just use it to fight. he pulls out his enormous scythe, which, after a while, started to glow purple.
I see... what does it do?
well... uhh. i need a living thing to show you the whole "mind magic" part. also, i'm pretty sure i can do it without the Scythe, but i'm just better- or something with the scythe.
Got it. Mmm... Should I get a fox or something?
-yeah, a fox would work.
*timeskip?*
*sure*
They bring in a captive fox. So what now?
Xanial raises the scythe. as he swings it, psycic energy flies off it into the fox, knocking it unconscious near instantly. "eh, i'm a bit rusty."
"Need some practice?"
"sure."
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
9 foot tall enderman with purple eyes, and two long, black, horns along with large, pointy ears with a purple glow on the inside, and glowy purple freckles, along with purple tear streak like scars, and a long skinny tail, with feather-like fur at the end of it. He had three fingers and a thumb on each hand, as for his legs think black, shaved satyr legs and the hooves are also flesh, He also has hair because I said so, and a loose cotton shirt, and leather pants that sit between his waist and hips. He has a ghast tear earring
Lysander: "Hello. Who might you be?"
“Hello, I am Rune, and you?” His speech is slightly distorted
"Lysander. Mind if I look at you?"
“Not at all”
They look over them, surveying them. "You are an endermen?"
“That’s correct”
"I see. May I look at your eyes?"
“Of course” rune bends to be eye level with Lysander
[[ you can look at enderman all you want, it’s looking away that makes them hostile ]]
*Really?*
"Mmm... Curious. So how is it going?"
[[ yep, tested it myself, my friend called the Enders racist tho XD ]]
”good, and you?”
"Okay. What is your story? If I may ask."
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
"I see... And your job?"
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Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
“Nah, I’m not tired anymore- I mean I’m always tired, I’m just not tired enough to go to sleep right now”
[[ ah ]] nothing around is magical.
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"How are you usually tired?"
Lysander is muttering stuff below their breath. "Please, begin."
Raphael is telling the complete truth
“Think of it like, My brain is constantly On overdrive, and that takes energy, so I’m perpetually tired”
[[ i forgot what was going on in this one ]]
Araignée is making a weave that looks like Raphael
"Mmm... How so?"
Lysander waits for Doc to explain how they made the half breeds patiently.
"Ooo, can I posse for it?"
“Hm- think of a song”
Doc begins to explain genetic mutation and combining dna
”if you want”
"I am. Please continue."
Lysander listens, waiting to ask questions.
"Thanks!" They say, before shifting to a young, playful, red-haired, green-eyed, peach-colored halfing with elven ears.
“Now think of another song over that song, chaotic already, isn’t it?”
”I’m sorry if this is boring you, or if I’m ranting- or both” even is Doc and Apifite aren’t blood related they are family
“Alright, ready?”
"Mmm... I can understand. Do you know why that is?"
"No, it is fine. Mind if I ask some questions?"
"Yes!" They say, standing perfectly still
“no, I don’t, but that’s not where it stops in my brain, trust me”
”not at all”
Araignée finishes the weave is about a minute in intricate detail
"Mmm... Anyway I may help? I could help you ask your god?"
"How did you get them to mutate in the right direction?"
"Thanks! Do you want to keep it or me?"
“My brain has always been like this, I’m used to it”
”I have no idea, all I do is find certain dna and replace it, it is methodical, but I’d have no idea if it works”
”you keep it”
"Mmm... So you are aneurotypical?"
"You do that to every single cell?"
"Thank you so much." They say, taking it. "So where did you learn to weave?"
“I believe the proper term would be neurodivergent”
“not every cell, just the base cell, then it multiplies”
”my friend Ursula”
"I see... Know which specific way?"
"So all the children you adopted?"
"I see... Can I meet them later?"
“Wah-“
“well, I adopted them before they were born, if that makes sense-“
”yeah, she’s nice”
"ADHD? Autism? Something else?"
"I see... And who were the donors of either sides?"
"I am sure." They say, fiddling with stuff. "So what do you do for a living?"
“Oh- adhd I think”
“women who got their ovaries removed, and sperm doners, I would never force someone capable of making their own decisions to do something”
”exist-“
"Understood... Sorry if I was pushing."
"Naturally." They say, thinking about stuff. "So, what specifically do you need?"
"Mmm... You don't have a form of income?"
“It’s fine-“
“For the genetic engineering or what I sent Apifite for”
”well money isn’t something I’ve ever had to worry about-“
"Thanks... Thank you friend."
"The latter."
"I see... so you don't have food or drink?"
Myrn smiles “it’s no problem
[[ imma assume you mean the second one since I doesn’t know what latter means ]] “I need knotweed”
”I do, I’ve just never had to worry about much-“
"So, you want to suggest something now or me?"
*Latter means the last option. It is the opposite of the former* "May I inquire why?"
"You scavenge?"
“Hm?”
“A couple of the kids developed a cough, and knotweed helps with that”
"Mmm... Be careful what you want. You... You are a sorcerer. You can manipulate reality. Don't do that again, please."
i-i will try not to.
*he aint a sorcerer. he just has mind powers*
*So Aberrant Mind so they are psychic?*
"You promise?"
i... i promise.
*a limited amount of times per day they can cast an illusion or enchantment spell that doesn't do damage, and no 9th level stuff like power word kill. also, no power word heal or pain*
*Cool. Can I see the stat block?*
"Good." They say, letting the tension out of their body. "Um... what do you want to do now? Or should I suggest?"
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9 foot tall enderman with purple eyes, and two long, black, horns along with large, pointy ears with a purple glow on the inside, and glowy purple freckles, along with purple tear streak like scars, and a long skinny tail, with feather-like fur at the end of it. He had three fingers and a thumb on each hand, as for his legs think black, shaved satyr legs and the hooves are also flesh, He also has hair because I said so, and a loose cotton shirt, and leather pants that sit between his waist and hips. He has a ghast tear earring
Lysander: "Hello. Who might you be?"
“Hello, I am Rune, and you?” His speech is slightly distorted
"Lysander. Mind if I look at you?"
“Not at all”
They look over them, surveying them. "You are an endermen?"
“That’s correct”
"I see. May I look at your eyes?"
“Of course” rune bends to be eye level with Lysander
[[ you can look at enderman all you want, it’s looking away that makes them hostile ]]
*Really?*
"Mmm... Curious. So how is it going?"
[[ yep, tested it myself, my friend called the Enders racist tho XD ]]
”good, and you?”
"Okay. What is your story? If I may ask."
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
There is an Audible "pop" sound from outside the tavern. Suddenly, the door swings open, revealing a 7'4 Enderian (75% enderman) with Purple hair, a black hood, glowing purple eyes, and a very ominous scythe enters the tavern.
Lysander closes his eyes and wave. Hello. Who are you?
I think i'd rather have you answer that first. Said Xanial, who's telepathy sounded like an eerie echo.
Lysander the fourth. I am a diviner by trade. Need more?
Thats enough.. I'm Xanial Endwatcher, the First Fatewriter.
Mmm... May I know what a fatewriter is?
I don't see why thats any of your business. its just some unimportant title i have. deception: 14
16Just if it is unimportant doesn't mean I shouldn't want to know about it. I am curious about stuff
i'd... rather not share it. Lysander Couldn't see this but Xanial was shuffling a tarrokka deck.
Mmm... I see. What are you willing to share?
uh- i have a mind scythe.
Like the ability to manipulate mindscapes?
Possibly? i usually just use it to fight. he pulls out his enormous scythe, which, after a while, started to glow purple.
I see... what does it do?
well... uhh. i need a living thing to show you the whole "mind magic" part. also, i'm pretty sure i can do it without the Scythe, but i'm just better- or something with the scythe.
Got it. Mmm... Should I get a fox or something?
-yeah, a fox would work.
*timeskip?*
*sure*
They bring in a captive fox. So what now?
Xanial raises the scythe. as he swings it, psycic energy flies off it into the fox, knocking it unconscious near instantly. "eh, i'm a bit rusty."
"Need some practice?"
"sure."
"Want me to help you get some?"
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9 foot tall enderman with purple eyes, and two long, black, horns along with large, pointy ears with a purple glow on the inside, and glowy purple freckles, along with purple tear streak like scars, and a long skinny tail, with feather-like fur at the end of it. He had three fingers and a thumb on each hand, as for his legs think black, shaved satyr legs and the hooves are also flesh, He also has hair because I said so, and a loose cotton shirt, and leather pants that sit between his waist and hips. He has a ghast tear earring
Lysander: "Hello. Who might you be?"
“Hello, I am Rune, and you?” His speech is slightly distorted
"Lysander. Mind if I look at you?"
“Not at all”
They look over them, surveying them. "You are an endermen?"
“That’s correct”
"I see. May I look at your eyes?"
“Of course” rune bends to be eye level with Lysander
[[ you can look at enderman all you want, it’s looking away that makes them hostile ]]
*Really?*
"Mmm... Curious. So how is it going?"
[[ yep, tested it myself, my friend called the Enders racist tho XD ]]
”good, and you?”
"Okay. What is your story? If I may ask."
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
"I see... And your job?"
“I’m a librarian”
"Cool. Is there library nearby?"
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There is an Audible "pop" sound from outside the tavern. Suddenly, the door swings open, revealing a 7'4 Enderian (75% enderman) with Purple hair, a black hood, glowing purple eyes, and a very ominous scythe enters the tavern.
Lysander closes his eyes and wave. Hello. Who are you?
I think i'd rather have you answer that first. Said Xanial, who's telepathy sounded like an eerie echo.
Lysander the fourth. I am a diviner by trade. Need more?
Thats enough.. I'm Xanial Endwatcher, the First Fatewriter.
Mmm... May I know what a fatewriter is?
I don't see why thats any of your business. its just some unimportant title i have. deception: 14
16Just if it is unimportant doesn't mean I shouldn't want to know about it. I am curious about stuff
i'd... rather not share it. Lysander Couldn't see this but Xanial was shuffling a tarrokka deck.
Mmm... I see. What are you willing to share?
uh- i have a mind scythe.
Like the ability to manipulate mindscapes?
Possibly? i usually just use it to fight. he pulls out his enormous scythe, which, after a while, started to glow purple.
I see... what does it do?
well... uhh. i need a living thing to show you the whole "mind magic" part. also, i'm pretty sure i can do it without the Scythe, but i'm just better- or something with the scythe.
Got it. Mmm... Should I get a fox or something?
-yeah, a fox would work.
*timeskip?*
*sure*
They bring in a captive fox. So what now?
Xanial raises the scythe. as he swings it, psycic energy flies off it into the fox, knocking it unconscious near instantly. "eh, i'm a bit rusty."
"Need some practice?"
"sure."
"Want me to help you get some?"
"that would be great."
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*Latter means the last option. It is the opposite of the former* "May I inquire why?"
"You scavenge?"
“Hm?”
“A couple of the kids developed a cough, and knotweed helps with that”
”I’m rich”
"Do you want to suggest something to do? Or should I?"
"Understood... Don't have greater restoration?"
"Cool... How? If I may ask."
“Mm- you”
”I can’t use magic, I’m a scientist, not a wizard, besides the old home remedies work wonders, and it good for Honey to be outside every once in a while”
"Mmm... Be careful what you want. You... You are a sorcerer. You can manipulate reality. Don't do that again, please."
i-i will try not to.
*he aint a sorcerer. he just has mind powers*
*So Aberrant Mind so they are psychic?*
"You promise?"
i... i promise.
*a limited amount of times per day they can cast an illusion or enchantment spell that doesn't do damage, and no 9th level stuff like power word kill. also, no power word heal or pain*
*Cool. Can I see the stat block?*
"Good." They say, letting the tension out of their body. "Um... what do you want to do now? Or should I suggest?"
"whatever you want to do."
*the statblock i use is not my own, therefore the psychic powers are not on the statblock, but i'll PM the stats to you and the extra psychic powers*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
9 foot tall enderman with purple eyes, and two long, black, horns along with large, pointy ears with a purple glow on the inside, and glowy purple freckles, along with purple tear streak like scars, and a long skinny tail, with feather-like fur at the end of it. He had three fingers and a thumb on each hand, as for his legs think black, shaved satyr legs and the hooves are also flesh, He also has hair because I said so, and a loose cotton shirt, and leather pants that sit between his waist and hips. He has a ghast tear earring
Lysander: "Hello. Who might you be?"
“Hello, I am Rune, and you?” His speech is slightly distorted
"Lysander. Mind if I look at you?"
“Not at all”
They look over them, surveying them. "You are an endermen?"
“That’s correct”
"I see. May I look at your eyes?"
“Of course” rune bends to be eye level with Lysander
[[ you can look at enderman all you want, it’s looking away that makes them hostile ]]
*Really?*
"Mmm... Curious. So how is it going?"
[[ yep, tested it myself, my friend called the Enders racist tho XD ]]
”good, and you?”
"Okay. What is your story? If I may ask."
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
"I see... And your job?"
“I’m a librarian”
"Cool. Is there library nearby?"
“I think so, but I teleported here so I can’t be sure”
9 foot tall enderman with purple eyes, and two long, black, horns along with large, pointy ears with a purple glow on the inside, and glowy purple freckles, along with purple tear streak like scars, and a long skinny tail, with feather-like fur at the end of it. He had three fingers and a thumb on each hand, as for his legs think black, shaved satyr legs and the hooves are also flesh, He also has hair because I said so, and a loose cotton shirt, and leather pants that sit between his waist and hips. He has a ghast tear earring
Lysander: "Hello. Who might you be?"
“Hello, I am Rune, and you?” His speech is slightly distorted
"Lysander. Mind if I look at you?"
“Not at all”
They look over them, surveying them. "You are an endermen?"
“That’s correct”
"I see. May I look at your eyes?"
“Of course” rune bends to be eye level with Lysander
[[ you can look at enderman all you want, it’s looking away that makes them hostile ]]
*Really?*
"Mmm... Curious. So how is it going?"
[[ yep, tested it myself, my friend called the Enders racist tho XD ]]
”good, and you?”
"Okay. What is your story? If I may ask."
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
"I see... And your job?"
“I’m a librarian”
"Cool. Is there library nearby?"
“I think so, but I teleported here so I can’t be sure”
"I see. Favorite book?"
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i-i will try not to.
*he aint a sorcerer. he just has mind powers*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"So, you want to suggest something now or me?"
*Latter means the last option. It is the opposite of the former* "May I inquire why?"
"You scavenge?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Xanial raises the scythe. as he swings it, psycic energy flies off it into the fox, knocking it unconscious near instantly. "eh, i'm a bit rusty."
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*So Aberrant Mind so they are psychic?*
"You promise?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Need some practice?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Well, I’m one of the few enderman to not have encountered an endermite, this is because I’ve grown up in the overworld, most of my cousins live in the nether or end, those who live in the end live with endermites”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
i... i promise.
*a limited amount of times per day they can cast an illusion or enchantment spell that doesn't do damage, and no 9th level stuff like power word kill. also, no power word heal or pain*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"sure."
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"I see... And your job?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Hm?”
“A couple of the kids developed a cough, and knotweed helps with that”
”I’m rich”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Cool. Can I see the stat block?*
"Good." They say, letting the tension out of their body. "Um... what do you want to do now? Or should I suggest?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“I’m a librarian”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Do you want to suggest something to do? Or should I?"
"Understood... Don't have greater restoration?"
"Cool... How? If I may ask."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Want me to help you get some?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Cool. Is there library nearby?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"that would be great."
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
“Mm- you”
”I can’t use magic, I’m a scientist, not a wizard, besides the old home remedies work wonders, and it good for Honey to be outside every once in a while”
”aristocratic level wealthy”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"whatever you want to do."
*the statblock i use is not my own, therefore the psychic powers are not on the statblock, but i'll PM the stats to you and the extra psychic powers*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
“I think so, but I teleported here so I can’t be sure”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"I see. Favorite book?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now