11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Phantom circles slowly up into the storm, trying to see the entity inside it. 41 perception
Raphael is leaning against the tree she and Elendon meet under, waiting.
Lothair is looking around for the faerie dragon
Gwen is waiting for Soldaer to talk to her
*Choose one, anyone*
*She? Interesting...thought Raphael was a he, lol*
Elendon glides down, his wings visible, at least for the time being. "Do you need something, Raphael?" He says with a grin as he touches down effortlessly.
*Doesn't care. Sometimes they are a he, sometimes they want to be a she*
"I... I do, but also... I kinda just wanted to rest with you....... If that makes sense. The actions of Danger Foilage have... put me on edge with resting around him, if that makes sense."
Elendon chuckles and nods. "I like the new look by the way." He says. He walks over to Raphael. "Follow me this time. I found somewhere a bit more peaceful." He takes off again and flies out over the forest.
They nod, as wing sprout from the gnome/angel's back and they try to keep up with their god. I have... questions about the first statement. They are able to say before being to preoccupied with 'pathfinding' to their god
Elendon smiles. He makes sure to slow enough for Raphael to keep up. After a while, a small break in the canopy appears, and he dives through it. There's a peaceful clearing with a small pond in the middle, and a weeping willow next to it. A small, babbling stream feeds the pond, and small fish are seen swimming in both. Elendon circles it a bit, and dives through a small break in the branches of the willow and lands at the base of it, smiling.
Raphael sighs thankfully, enjoying the drop in speed. After they arrive, the angel looks around for somewhere to rest, eventually settling next to Elendon but not leaning on them.
"Thanks... So... What did you mean when referring to my 'new form'? If I may ask."
Elendon sits down and leans his back against the willow tree. "I like how you look now, Raphael. And no, that's not an order to stay the way you are now, but..." He shrugs. "Anyways, you wanted to rest, right?"
*Are they referring to Raphael being a girl? I am confused what is new*
Raphael copies their master, sniffling a giggle upon hearing the clarification about commands. “I do. That and… ask for your wisdom and perspective on things.”
*Yes, he is.*
Elendon chuckles. "Alright, what do you need then?" He asks with a smile as he closes his eyes.
*ah, got it*
”I… on what danger foliage did. That and your perspective on necromancy and undeath.” They say, slowly moving closer to Elendon. “And if you want, Myrn as well but I don’t need that now.”
He chuckles again. "What exactly did they do? As for necromancy and undeath, I killed Orcus, if that answers your question." He sighs slightly, relaxing.
"I mean, I was... spiraling into a doubting episode when Danger cast calm emotions on me and... it was nice to be honest which is scaring, that I found mind control nice, and then I got free and flew away and then he said he didn't mean to do it... and he was hungry so I fed him with living intelligent beings and........ I just... I need a perspective I won't doubt if that makes sense." They says, letting out a sigh. "And I take it you are against necromancy."
Elendon nods, and gentle pulls her closer so that she can rest against him. "Well...it sounds like he panicked and helped you...as for feeding him..." Elendon shrugs. "You did what you needed to to help him, and as long as they weren't sapient or sentient, I can't see anything wrong with it."
"What is considered sentient or sapient? Like, let's say that intelligence is on a scale from 0 to 10, with the common humanoid/sapient being at 10 and 0 being a rock. What would the intelligence score * ;) * be where a creature is sentient? What about sapient?" They say curious, while enjoying being in contact with their god. They try to stand still as to not move Elendon
*XD*
Elendon leans back with a sigh. "That...is hard to quantify, as some sentient or sapient beings can be far less intelligent than others." He sighs again. "Sentient just means that they are fully aware of who and what they are."
*Raphael is using Denis and Douglas' NPC stats system (NPC being No Particular Creature) ;)*
"I see... Well, the wolves weren't sentient, or you would have objected to them. I would say they lie at a 3 on the scale. Thus, above three, you can be Sentient." They say, enjoying the closeness. "I... I come to you to rest because you are really the only person who can calm my doubts. My heart will listen to you, just like it listened to my god before you, so thanks for doing this."
*LOL*
Elendon sighs, and actually pulls her/them a little closer. "Of course, Raphael..." His voice trails off slightly. "Now...you were saying something about Myrn?"
"He... I was thinking of working with him to get him changed from being an angel, who are lawful good, and become a celestial Eladrin, who are chaotic good, which would more suit his personality, but I was wanting to see what you thought about this all." They say smiling at being so close, as their hands look for something to hold, "And... after this, do you think I should rest?"
*Elendon also probably heard Raphael talk to Phantom about how angels shouldn't ask their gods for gifts. Might influence stuff.
*Interesting...I'm also sensing a growing...closeness between these two; one that should probably be HIGHLY illegal in the pantheon, but...who knows what will happen here. After all, this is just an avatar...Hehehehe.*
Elendon smiles. "That...sounds like an interesting idea, Raphael, one that I actually rather like." Elendon's arm shifts around Raphael so that it's wrapped around and in front of her(?).
*Raphael loves Elendon in a nonromantic way. They Philia and Storge Elendon rather then Eros them (look up the greek words). That being said, if Elendon leads Raphael will follow no matter where it is*
"Thanks!" They say, hugging Elendon back trying to be as quiet as they can. "And thank you... thank you for helping me rest."
Elendon smiles. "Of course, Raphael." Elendon's breathing becomes rather regular, and oddly enough, it seems as though he may actually be asleep.
Raphael tenses up, trying to be completly still
*timeskip?*
*Sure.*
After a couple hours, Elendon wakes up.
Raphael is right were she was, trying not to move or make any sound
He chuckles. "You know you didn't need to stay perfectly still..."
"But... what if I accidentally wake you? I didn't want to disturb you."
He chuckles again. "It's fine, Raphael." He sighs. "I'm not easily disturbed, so don't worry next time."
"Oh... Sorry for doing that." They say, forcing a chuckle. "So... Want me to rest now?"
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Meroving/Tohono has given Psyche the mind stone. "What now?"
Raphael is preparing to scare Noctus. "What now?"
She stares into it, not responding for several seconds. Then she startles and glances up, her expression almost hungry. "Sorry, what?"
*You mean Lumen?* "We wait! Change into the bookworm at my signal!" Noctus crouches down and watches the corridor. Lumen is approaching.
"What do you want to do with it? Remember, you need to give it back in working order."
*Sorry, yes* Got it. Raphael says, standing still
"Right..." She stares into the depths of the stone, and it begins to pulse dimly.
Lumen walks in and screams, dropping the book she was holding. Make a Dex save.
"You okay?" They say, worried. The sword starts to pusle with green light.
22 Raphael doesn't laugh for anything
"I'm fine..." Her voice is strange. Her eyes begin to pulse in time... then she blinks and looks up, and both stop pulsing. "Here. I've seen all I need." She hands the stone back.
Raphael is bathed in acidic and cold breath as Lumen unleashes her breath weapon on him. Damage (halved because of save): 10 cold, 10 acid.
Meroving takes it. "Thanks. What did you do?"
Raphael transforms into a dragonfly and moves away. She is wracked by guilt
"I observed the inner structures of it. It is interesting... Where did you get it? I may wish to pay that universe a visit..."
Lumen notices Noctus and chases him out, fully enraged.
"From the Gravedigger." They say, disappearing it. "So, what now?"
Raphael follows and observes
"From the Gravedigger... is that a person or a place?"
Noctus runs squealing to his lair, where he barricades her out. She eventually calms down some and counts her books, making sure none were harmed. Noctus stays in his hoard room, worried for Raphael.
"Person." *Arcadium's character*
Raphael gets in, mind elsewhere. They shape into a draconic looking lizard, thinking over things
*Yup.* "Hmm. Do you know where they got it? Never mind, I can find it eventually..."
"Yay! You're safe! Are you alright?"
"Nope, and good luck. Um... Your welcome, but I have to go."
"I'm... debating stuff. Did she enjoy it? Did your sister enjoy being scared? Some people are... I don't think she did."
"Very well. This was most... informative." *Preparing to have Psyche invade Marvel just for the mind stone, lol.*
"She will in a day or two... I know I do after some time thinking it over!"
*Cool. Meroving might want in* "Goodbye." They say, before disappearing
"If... If you say so." They say, walking over to Noctus. "Mind if we just rest? My mind is... doubting again."
*Hah, meant that metaphorically, but if I actually did an adventure on it... XD* Psyche looks at the spot they were, turning over an imaginary mind stone in her hands, before disappearing as well.
"Sure!" Noctus curls up next to Raphael.
Raphael smiles, cuddling with Noctus. "Thanks... I just have a lot going on. Being an angel is a lot of work." They say, before adding, "You sure she will like this in the end? I don't want to hurt anyone."
"She will!" Noctus begins to nod off.
Raphael doesn't sleep. After Noctus is alseep, they go looking for Lumen
Stealthily?
*No*
Raphael, as a dragonfly, is looking through the caves
As a dragonfly, they can approach close enough to see Lumen sorting her books. She doesn't seem terribly angry anymore.
*Be on and off. Have to go over a test.*
*Got it*
Raphael shifts into a gnome and slowly walks over. "You... need some help?"
She starts. "Wha? Who are you?"
"Um... A friend of your Dad and brother."
She narrows her eyes. "What's your name?"
"Raphael. Something wrong?" They say, not liking being glared at
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Nerima is with -forgot pseudodragon's name already, sorry-
-insert whoever for now-
A familiar voice says from next to them, "Well hello there beautiful."
She looks over, smiling. "Hello there, handsome."
Iralias smiles and leans over to give her a kiss. "I had a lot of fun the other night." He says with a mischievous grin.
She chuckled, setting her book down. "Me too."
He chuckles and sits down next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "I will say this, you almost make me want to settle with one person, it was that much fun. Almost." He says with a grin.
"Good, because I'd hate to break your heart."
He laughs and kisses her again.
She accepts the kiss and went back to reading her book.
"Not interested in having fun right now, I see." He chuckles, and stands back up. "I'll see you around then, V."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" she chuckles. "I just got really interested in this book. So, fun is what you were after?"
He grins mischievously. "Perhaps...."
She giggled at his grin and stood up. "Alright, let me get something to drink first to wake myself up."
He takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. "Anything in particular?" he asks with a wink as he tosses a platinum piece up in the air.
She caught the coin before him and set it down. "How does a medley sound?"
He grins. "Like an adventure."
She chuckled, and ordered a bunch of different drinks to mix.
He smiles, and lets her do her thing now.
She somehow mixes e v e r y t h i n g into two cups. "First to be able to drink theirs wins!" She slides him one.
He takes it. "Bottoms up!" He says with a grin and a wink. 12 con save
She chuckles, downing hers with him. 9 , 15 *ADVANTAGE AGAINST BEING POISONED BABY*
*Yeah, a tiefling, of course you do. Iralias just has a freaking +9 in con save, lol.*
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Nerima is with -forgot pseudodragon's name already, sorry-
-insert whoever for now-
A familiar voice says from next to them, "Well hello there beautiful."
She looks over, smiling. "Hello there, handsome."
Iralias smiles and leans over to give her a kiss. "I had a lot of fun the other night." He says with a mischievous grin.
She chuckled, setting her book down. "Me too."
He chuckles and sits down next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "I will say this, you almost make me want to settle with one person, it was that much fun. Almost." He says with a grin.
"Good, because I'd hate to break your heart."
He laughs and kisses her again.
She accepts the kiss and went back to reading her book.
"Not interested in having fun right now, I see." He chuckles, and stands back up. "I'll see you around then, V."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" she chuckles. "I just got really interested in this book. So, fun is what you were after?"
He grins mischievously. "Perhaps...."
She giggled at his grin and stood up. "Alright, let me get something to drink first to wake myself up."
He takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. "Anything in particular?" he asks with a wink as he tosses a platinum piece up in the air.
She caught the coin before him and set it down. "How does a medley sound?"
He grins. "Like an adventure."
She chuckled, and ordered a bunch of different drinks to mix.
He smiles, and lets her do her thing now.
She somehow mixes e v e r y t h i n g into two cups. "First to be able to drink theirs wins!" She slides him one.
He takes it. "Bottoms up!" He says with a grin and a wink. 12 con save
She chuckles, downing hers with him. 9 , 15 *ADVANTAGE AGAINST BEING POISONED BABY*
*Yeah, a tiefling, of course you do. Iralias just has a freaking +9 in con save, lol.*
"No problem." He says, laughing.
*A +9, yet lower roll. Gotta love it.*
She laughs with him. "Really? Could you take another one?"
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Phantom circles slowly up into the storm, trying to see the entity inside it. 41 perception
Raphael is leaning against the tree she and Elendon meet under, waiting.
Lothair is looking around for the faerie dragon
Gwen is waiting for Soldaer to talk to her
*Choose one, anyone*
*She? Interesting...thought Raphael was a he, lol*
Elendon glides down, his wings visible, at least for the time being. "Do you need something, Raphael?" He says with a grin as he touches down effortlessly.
*Doesn't care. Sometimes they are a he, sometimes they want to be a she*
"I... I do, but also... I kinda just wanted to rest with you....... If that makes sense. The actions of Danger Foilage have... put me on edge with resting around him, if that makes sense."
Elendon chuckles and nods. "I like the new look by the way." He says. He walks over to Raphael. "Follow me this time. I found somewhere a bit more peaceful." He takes off again and flies out over the forest.
They nod, as wing sprout from the gnome/angel's back and they try to keep up with their god. I have... questions about the first statement. They are able to say before being to preoccupied with 'pathfinding' to their god
Elendon smiles. He makes sure to slow enough for Raphael to keep up. After a while, a small break in the canopy appears, and he dives through it. There's a peaceful clearing with a small pond in the middle, and a weeping willow next to it. A small, babbling stream feeds the pond, and small fish are seen swimming in both. Elendon circles it a bit, and dives through a small break in the branches of the willow and lands at the base of it, smiling.
Raphael sighs thankfully, enjoying the drop in speed. After they arrive, the angel looks around for somewhere to rest, eventually settling next to Elendon but not leaning on them.
"Thanks... So... What did you mean when referring to my 'new form'? If I may ask."
Elendon sits down and leans his back against the willow tree. "I like how you look now, Raphael. And no, that's not an order to stay the way you are now, but..." He shrugs. "Anyways, you wanted to rest, right?"
*Are they referring to Raphael being a girl? I am confused what is new*
Raphael copies their master, sniffling a giggle upon hearing the clarification about commands. “I do. That and… ask for your wisdom and perspective on things.”
*Yes, he is.*
Elendon chuckles. "Alright, what do you need then?" He asks with a smile as he closes his eyes.
*ah, got it*
”I… on what danger foliage did. That and your perspective on necromancy and undeath.” They say, slowly moving closer to Elendon. “And if you want, Myrn as well but I don’t need that now.”
He chuckles again. "What exactly did they do? As for necromancy and undeath, I killed Orcus, if that answers your question." He sighs slightly, relaxing.
"I mean, I was... spiraling into a doubting episode when Danger cast calm emotions on me and... it was nice to be honest which is scaring, that I found mind control nice, and then I got free and flew away and then he said he didn't mean to do it... and he was hungry so I fed him with living intelligent beings and........ I just... I need a perspective I won't doubt if that makes sense." They says, letting out a sigh. "And I take it you are against necromancy."
Elendon nods, and gentle pulls her closer so that she can rest against him. "Well...it sounds like he panicked and helped you...as for feeding him..." Elendon shrugs. "You did what you needed to to help him, and as long as they weren't sapient or sentient, I can't see anything wrong with it."
"What is considered sentient or sapient? Like, let's say that intelligence is on a scale from 0 to 10, with the common humanoid/sapient being at 10 and 0 being a rock. What would the intelligence score * ;) * be where a creature is sentient? What about sapient?" They say curious, while enjoying being in contact with their god. They try to stand still as to not move Elendon
*XD*
Elendon leans back with a sigh. "That...is hard to quantify, as some sentient or sapient beings can be far less intelligent than others." He sighs again. "Sentient just means that they are fully aware of who and what they are."
*Raphael is using Denis and Douglas' NPC stats system (NPC being No Particular Creature) ;)*
"I see... Well, the wolves weren't sentient, or you would have objected to them. I would say they lie at a 3 on the scale. Thus, above three, you can be Sentient." They say, enjoying the closeness. "I... I come to you to rest because you are really the only person who can calm my doubts. My heart will listen to you, just like it listened to my god before you, so thanks for doing this."
*LOL*
Elendon sighs, and actually pulls her/them a little closer. "Of course, Raphael..." His voice trails off slightly. "Now...you were saying something about Myrn?"
"He... I was thinking of working with him to get him changed from being an angel, who are lawful good, and become a celestial Eladrin, who are chaotic good, which would more suit his personality, but I was wanting to see what you thought about this all." They say smiling at being so close, as their hands look for something to hold, "And... after this, do you think I should rest?"
*Elendon also probably heard Raphael talk to Phantom about how angels shouldn't ask their gods for gifts. Might influence stuff.
*Interesting...I'm also sensing a growing...closeness between these two; one that should probably be HIGHLY illegal in the pantheon, but...who knows what will happen here. After all, this is just an avatar...Hehehehe.*
Elendon smiles. "That...sounds like an interesting idea, Raphael, one that I actually rather like." Elendon's arm shifts around Raphael so that it's wrapped around and in front of her(?).
*Raphael loves Elendon in a nonromantic way. They Philia and Storge Elendon rather then Eros them (look up the greek words). That being said, if Elendon leads Raphael will follow no matter where it is*
"Thanks!" They say, hugging Elendon back trying to be as quiet as they can. "And thank you... thank you for helping me rest."
Elendon smiles. "Of course, Raphael." Elendon's breathing becomes rather regular, and oddly enough, it seems as though he may actually be asleep.
Raphael tenses up, trying to be completly still
*timeskip?*
*Sure.*
After a couple hours, Elendon wakes up.
Raphael is right were she was, trying not to move or make any sound
He chuckles. "You know you didn't need to stay perfectly still..."
"But... what if I accidentally wake you? I didn't want to disturb you."
He chuckles again. "It's fine, Raphael." He sighs. "I'm not easily disturbed, so don't worry next time."
"Oh... Sorry for doing that." They say, forcing a chuckle. "So... Want me to rest now?"
Elendon sighs. "Go ahead and rest, if you like, Raphael." he says with a smile.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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*Time skip to a few hours later!*
Finch blinks his eyes open, feeling a little better.
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*GTG for a little*
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Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Jerimiah is still slumped in his chair, asleep
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Oh... Sorry for doing that." They say, forcing a chuckle. "So... Want me to rest now?"
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"Raphael. Something wrong?" They say, not liking being glared at
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They chuckle. "Don't you want to be flustered all the time? It is so fun."
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They don't know if they should get back on or stay on the floor
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*Just you wait 'till the next episode comes out.*
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Nerima lays down and looks up to the sky.
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Finch sweeps the items off the table into his bag and looks out the window.
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Flustered? I'm not flustered, your-er, shut up."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He falls out of it, still knocked out.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Yeah, a tiefling, of course you do. Iralias just has a freaking +9 in con save, lol.*
"No problem." He says, laughing.
Finch mutters, "Oh god." and tries to pick Jeremiah up back into the chair. Str 6
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*A +9, yet lower roll. Gotta love it.*
She laughs with him. "Really? Could you take another one?"
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With some tugs he's on the chair, & he starts waking up, unrelated however. "wh? Uh hello."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Elendon sighs. "Go ahead and rest, if you like, Raphael." he says with a smile.
FInch backs up, flustered. "You, uh... Fell out of your chair."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.