Krathian is staring into his crystal ball "Ejukthranahuil," he mutters to himself, "Thank god he still sleeps."
Fin is out punching a tree, suddenly, it falls down. He loops a rope around one of the lower branches and starts dragging it for a workout.
Turin is warming his hands by the fire, inspecting a small pile of swag.
Atemos taps him on the shoulder. "Mind if I join you?"
He stops, wiping the sweat off of his brow. "Sure, jump right in."
Atemos punches another nearby tree until it snaps in half and begins dragging it. "Ow.. splinters..."
Maybe you should've worn gloves, Atemos. Soldaer sounds rather amused.
Maybe you should try working out and besting up trees. Atemos snorted.
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Krathian is staring into his crystal ball "Ejukthranahuil," he mutters to himself, "Thank god he still sleeps."
Fin is out punching a tree, suddenly, it falls down. He loops a rope around one of the lower branches and starts dragging it for a workout.
Turin is warming his hands by the fire, inspecting a small pile of swag.
Atemos taps him on the shoulder. "Mind if I join you?"
He stops, wiping the sweat off of his brow. "Sure, jump right in."
Atemos punches another nearby tree until it snaps in half and begins dragging it. "Ow.. splinters..."
Maybe you should've worn gloves, Atemos. Soldaer sounds rather amused.
Maybe you should try working out and besting up trees. Atemos snorted.
Fin looks over at him, shrugs, and continues dragging the tree.
*Sorry, I'm drawing up a draft for an NMS civ and it's distracting.*
*A what?*
"Why're you doin this by the way?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Krathian is staring into his crystal ball "Ejukthranahuil," he mutters to himself, "Thank god he still sleeps."
Fin is out punching a tree, suddenly, it falls down. He loops a rope around one of the lower branches and starts dragging it for a workout.
Turin is warming his hands by the fire, inspecting a small pile of swag.
Atemos taps him on the shoulder. "Mind if I join you?"
He stops, wiping the sweat off of his brow. "Sure, jump right in."
Atemos punches another nearby tree until it snaps in half and begins dragging it. "Ow.. splinters..."
Maybe you should've worn gloves, Atemos. Soldaer sounds rather amused.
Maybe you should try working out and besting up trees. Atemos snorted.
Really Atemos? You know I'm not a brute-strength kind of person. Soldaer sounds slightly disappointed, and more amused.
Heh. That explains a lot.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Krathian is staring into his crystal ball "Ejukthranahuil," he mutters to himself, "Thank god he still sleeps."
Fin is out punching a tree, suddenly, it falls down. He loops a rope around one of the lower branches and starts dragging it for a workout.
Turin is warming his hands by the fire, inspecting a small pile of swag.
Atemos taps him on the shoulder. "Mind if I join you?"
He stops, wiping the sweat off of his brow. "Sure, jump right in."
Atemos punches another nearby tree until it snaps in half and begins dragging it. "Ow.. splinters..."
Maybe you should've worn gloves, Atemos. Soldaer sounds rather amused.
Maybe you should try working out and besting up trees. Atemos snorted.
Fin looks over at him, shrugs, and continues dragging the tree.
*Sorry, I'm drawing up a draft for an NMS civ and it's distracting.*
*A what?*
"Why're you doin this by the way?"
He shrugs, "God exercise."
*No Man's Sky Civilization, called The Bravo Collective. The idea is to establish a sort of criminal silk road in the Euclid Galaxy,*
*Can you give me a description of Finn?*
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Oh really, Atemos? Like What? Soldaer has stopped his somewhat joking attitude. This isn't the you I remember from Sigil.
I'm joking. And I don't even remember Sigil. When did you get so serious?
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Krathian is staring into his crystal ball "Ejukthranahuil," he mutters to himself, "Thank god he still sleeps."
Fin is out punching a tree, suddenly, it falls down. He loops a rope around one of the lower branches and starts dragging it for a workout.
Turin is warming his hands by the fire, inspecting a small pile of swag.
Atemos taps him on the shoulder. "Mind if I join you?"
He stops, wiping the sweat off of his brow. "Sure, jump right in."
Atemos punches another nearby tree until it snaps in half and begins dragging it. "Ow.. splinters..."
Maybe you should've worn gloves, Atemos. Soldaer sounds rather amused.
Maybe you should try working out and besting up trees. Atemos snorted.
Fin looks over at him, shrugs, and continues dragging the tree.
*Sorry, I'm drawing up a draft for an NMS civ and it's distracting.*
*A what?*
"Why're you doin this by the way?"
He shrugs, "God exercise."
*No Man's Sky Civilization, called The Bravo Collective. The idea is to establish a sort of criminal silk road in the Euclid Galaxy,*
*Can you give me a description of Finn?*
*Small-ish halfling, wears a simple, woollen grey tanktop with breeches of similar make and color. His blond-brown hair is tied back in a black bandana. He has several facial piercings, three in each ear and one in the nose.*
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
*Small-ish halfling, wears a simple, woollen grey tanktop with breeches of similar make and color. His blond-brown hair is tied back in a black bandana. He has several facial piercings, three in each ear and one in the nose.*
"Oooh wait, where did you get those piercings from?"
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*Small-ish halfling, wears a simple, woollen grey tanktop with breeches of similar make and color. His blond-brown hair is tied back in a black bandana. He has several facial piercings, three in each ear and one in the nose.*
"Oooh wait, where did you get those piercings from?"
"The ear ones I got from my monastery, traditional initiation gift." he smirks and points at his nose, still heaving against the rope. "This one I got on a pirate ship."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Oh really, Atemos? Like What? Soldaer has stopped his somewhat joking attitude. This isn't the you I remember from Sigil.
I'm joking. And I don't even remember Sigil. When did you get so serious?
Soldaer breaks into a smile, and Atemos can tell, just from his tone. Some...Things have happened, that's all. As for not remembering Sigil, I'm not surprised. I think you went through an entire bottle of SYNA. You also tried licking one of the dancing lights I conjured.
Alecto walks over to Elendon, a friendly grin on his face before he gets within 30 ft *truesight activates* and his smile becomes forced. "Hello, and who might you be?" They say, bowing
*With truesight, Alecto sees the two faint massive, luminous angelic wings behind Elendon*
Elendon smiles, bowing slightly himself. Elendon Starguide. He says simply, this time, as he's starting to get the feeling that people may be a bit uncomfortable with the knowledge of him being a deity, or even the avatar of one. You don't need to fear me. I'm not here for combat.
Sure. Celestials like to say that. So Angel? Archon?
*Ah, crud. Just missed the cut off. Was looking forward to some Devil + God rp. Oh well, I respect your decision*
Elendon chuckles. Deity. He blinks, and his eyes flare with holy power before he blinks again and they return to normal.
*No need to worry about that. He wasn't ever here for combat, though, although that RP can still happen. He'll defend himself if attacked, as anyone would.*
I see. And if I may ask, what is your dominion over?
I am the Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies in my world.
So a warmonger?
No. I fight only when necessary. I fought in the Creation War on my world as a mortal, and know exactly the destructive capabilities of deities and archfiends. I fought against some of the dark deities, and the archfiends in the war.
Mmm... Intruiging. Truth be told I never met a god before. Mind if I ask some questions?
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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
An old skinny man walks in, thinking about something or another. His face seems human, although there is an unnatural quality that one just can't place. Beneath his cloak (which is made from black leathery displacer beast hide) lies numerous trinkets and baubles, among them a crystal ball and an ornate wolf statue. He surveys the place, before smirking slightly and sits down, ordering a dwarven ale
*Lysander is back and here to stay (hopefully)*
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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
Alecto walks over to Elendon, a friendly grin on his face before he gets within 30 ft *truesight activates* and his smile becomes forced. "Hello, and who might you be?" They say, bowing
*With truesight, Alecto sees the two faint massive, luminous angelic wings behind Elendon*
Elendon smiles, bowing slightly himself. Elendon Starguide. He says simply, this time, as he's starting to get the feeling that people may be a bit uncomfortable with the knowledge of him being a deity, or even the avatar of one. You don't need to fear me. I'm not here for combat.
Sure. Celestials like to say that. So Angel? Archon?
*Ah, crud. Just missed the cut off. Was looking forward to some Devil + God rp. Oh well, I respect your decision*
Elendon chuckles. Deity. He blinks, and his eyes flare with holy power before he blinks again and they return to normal.
*No need to worry about that. He wasn't ever here for combat, though, although that RP can still happen. He'll defend himself if attacked, as anyone would.*
I see. And if I may ask, what is your dominion over?
I am the Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies in my world.
So a warmonger?
No. I fight only when necessary. I fought in the Creation War on my world as a mortal, and know exactly the destructive capabilities of deities and archfiends. I fought against some of the dark deities, and the archfiends in the war.
Mmm... Intruiging. Truth be told I never met a god before. Mind if I ask some questions?
Alecto walks over to Elendon, a friendly grin on his face before he gets within 30 ft *truesight activates* and his smile becomes forced. "Hello, and who might you be?" They say, bowing
*With truesight, Alecto sees the two faint massive, luminous angelic wings behind Elendon*
Elendon smiles, bowing slightly himself. Elendon Starguide. He says simply, this time, as he's starting to get the feeling that people may be a bit uncomfortable with the knowledge of him being a deity, or even the avatar of one. You don't need to fear me. I'm not here for combat.
Sure. Celestials like to say that. So Angel? Archon?
*Ah, crud. Just missed the cut off. Was looking forward to some Devil + God rp. Oh well, I respect your decision*
Elendon chuckles. Deity. He blinks, and his eyes flare with holy power before he blinks again and they return to normal.
*No need to worry about that. He wasn't ever here for combat, though, although that RP can still happen. He'll defend himself if attacked, as anyone would.*
I see. And if I may ask, what is your dominion over?
I am the Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies in my world.
So a warmonger?
No. I fight only when necessary. I fought in the Creation War on my world as a mortal, and know exactly the destructive capabilities of deities and archfiends. I fought against some of the dark deities, and the archfiends in the war.
Mmm... Intruiging. Truth be told I never met a god before. Mind if I ask some questions?
Elendon shrugs. Sure.
Why did you no defeat the demons fully?
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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
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Maybe you should've worn gloves, Atemos. Soldaer sounds rather amused.
Maybe you should try working out and besting up trees. Atemos snorted.
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Fin looks over at him, shrugs, and continues dragging the tree.
*Sorry, I'm drawing up a draft for an NMS civ and it's distracting.*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*A what?*
"Why're you doin this by the way?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Really Atemos? You know I'm not a brute-strength kind of person. Soldaer sounds slightly disappointed, and more amused.
He shrugs, "God exercise."
*No Man's Sky Civilization, called The Bravo Collective. The idea is to establish a sort of criminal silk road in the Euclid Galaxy,*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Heh. That explains a lot.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Can you give me a description of Finn?*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Oh really, Atemos? Like What? Soldaer has stopped his somewhat joking attitude. This isn't the you I remember from Sigil.
I'm joking. And I don't even remember Sigil. When did you get so serious?
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Small-ish halfling, wears a simple, woollen grey tanktop with breeches of similar make and color. His blond-brown hair is tied back in a black bandana. He has several facial piercings, three in each ear and one in the nose.*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Oooh wait, where did you get those piercings from?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*who is in the main room?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"The ear ones I got from my monastery, traditional initiation gift." he smirks and points at his nose, still heaving against the rope. "This one I got on a pirate ship."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Soldaer breaks into a smile, and Atemos can tell, just from his tone. Some...Things have happened, that's all. As for not remembering Sigil, I'm not surprised. I think you went through an entire bottle of SYNA. You also tried licking one of the dancing lights I conjured.
Soldaer is. Elendon is in the library.
Mmm... Intruiging. Truth be told I never met a god before. Mind if I ask some questions?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
An old skinny man walks in, thinking about something or another. His face seems human, although there is an unnatural quality that one just can't place. Beneath his cloak (which is made from black leathery displacer beast hide) lies numerous trinkets and baubles, among them a crystal ball and an ornate wolf statue. He surveys the place, before smirking slightly and sits down, ordering a dwarven ale
*Lysander is back and here to stay (hopefully)*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Elendon shrugs. Sure.
Why did you no defeat the demons fully?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now