The wisp looks down at you as well. "Wow, are people just that chill around Valaari, eh?"
"Valaari? Is that your name?" He smiles, kicking a small rock like a soccer ball on his feet. "I'm Fisher. Pleasure to meetcha mate."
"Valaari is not my name. It is my kind. We Valaari are feared and respected across many worlds, and yet, apparently, you are not frightened in the least."
"Nah. Why would I be?" He smiled. "Besides, this is the only world I've ever visited. I wouldn't know of any other."
The wisp, showing visible frustration, flies off to somewhere else.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Fisher wanders the halls, looking around for people or interesting things.
He/she (I don't know this character well) see's rex, leaning against the wall. He's dressed in full plate mail, including a helemt
*Fisher is a black furred harengon with a very chipper aura.* He offers a smile and a wave. "Oi! You doing alright there?"
Rex looks up at them, having apparently been in thought, "Yes, i'm quite alright my chipper aquaintance." He says in a friendly tone
"My name's Fisher." The harengon says, offering a little bow. "I'm here to compete. Are you?"
"I'm Rex. and likewise, i'm here to compete."
The wisp crawls along the ceiling with spindly clawed limbs, before stopping above the two of you, watching. (If you have Passive Perception of 15 or more, you see it.)
Rex looks up suddenly, staring directly at the wisp
The wisp stares back, unblinking and unfazed.
He seems confused for the most part,
A deep, raspy voice enters your thoughts uninvited. "You show no fear.... Curious...."
"What fear should i have for you?"
An image of a bright scarlet eye fills your entire vision for but an instant.
"Illusions, how quaint."
The voice sighs. "This form is only one of my Eyes, and my powers only extend so far past it. If you were to meet me in person, you would know why fear was expected."
"I'm a half orc, we do our best to not feel fear."
Fisher wanders the halls, looking around for people or interesting things.
He/she (I don't know this character well) see's rex, leaning against the wall. He's dressed in full plate mail, including a helemt
*Fisher is a black furred harengon with a very chipper aura.* He offers a smile and a wave. "Oi! You doing alright there?"
Rex looks up at them, having apparently been in thought, "Yes, i'm quite alright my chipper aquaintance." He says in a friendly tone
"My name's Fisher." The harengon says, offering a little bow. "I'm here to compete. Are you?"
"I'm Rex. and likewise, i'm here to compete."
The wisp crawls along the ceiling with spindly clawed limbs, before stopping above the two of you, watching. (If you have Passive Perception of 15 or more, you see it.)
Rex looks up suddenly, staring directly at the wisp
The wisp stares back, unblinking and unfazed.
He seems confused for the most part,
A deep, raspy voice enters your thoughts uninvited. "You show no fear.... Curious...."
"What fear should i have for you?"
An image of a bright scarlet eye fills your entire vision for but an instant.
"Illusions, how quaint."
The voice sighs. "This form is only one of my Eyes, and my powers only extend so far past it. If you were to meet me in person, you would know why fear was expected."
"I'm a half orc, we do our best to not feel fear."
The wisp, clearly frustrated with the lack of a reaction, flies off to pester someone else.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
*Is it a celestial, fiend, or undead?* "Probably not. What would be the terms."
"Mlan, please." She looks dissapointed when the word isn't recognized. "Water, then. I don't know what they drink here. I feel bad about hiding under the horse. You probably could have beaten me."
"Are you kidding? That was genius!" He looks sheepish. "I don't know many drinks either. Only.. apple juice."
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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
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
*Is it a celestial, fiend, or undead?* "Probably not. What would be the terms."
*You can't tell, but it doesn't seem of this world or any other* "Do you enjoy learning of more.... obscure information? I, the being behind this Eye, am sort of a collector of unusual knowledge." The wisp winds around your leg before climbing up to your shoulder, its singular red eye staring directly at you.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Sure, why not. I think it could prepare both of us for the tournament."
Fisher is going to look for a free arena space.
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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
The wisp looks down at you as well. "Wow, are people just that chill around Valaari, eh?"
"Valaari? Is that your name?" He smiles, kicking a small rock like a soccer ball on his feet. "I'm Fisher. Pleasure to meetcha mate."
"Valaari is not my name. It is my kind. We Valaari are feared and respected across many worlds, and yet, apparently, you are not frightened in the least."
"Nah. Why would I be?" He smiled. "Besides, this is the only world I've ever visited. I wouldn't know of any other."
The wisp, showing visible frustration, flies off to somewhere else.
"Buh-bye~"
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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
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
Tyriel doesn't seem to notice. He's contently drinking a cup of water and talking to Enirin.
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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
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
*Is it a celestial, fiend, or undead?* "Probably not. What would be the terms."
*You can't tell, but it doesn't seem of this world or any other* "Do you enjoy learning of more.... obscure information? I, the being behind this Eye, am sort of a collector of unusual knowledge." The wisp winds around your leg before climbing up to your shoulder, its singular red eye staring directly at you.
Tyriel frowns. "We aren't interested in striking deals."
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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
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
*Is it a celestial, fiend, or undead?* "Probably not. What would be the terms."
*You can't tell, but it doesn't seem of this world or any other* "Do you enjoy learning of more.... obscure information? I, the being behind this Eye, am sort of a collector of unusual knowledge." The wisp winds around your leg before climbing up to your shoulder, its singular red eye staring directly at you.
Tyriel frowns. "We aren't interested in striking deals."
"Very well."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 15
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
*Is it a celestial, fiend, or undead?* "Probably not. What would be the terms."
*You can't tell, but it doesn't seem of this world or any other* "Do you enjoy learning of more.... obscure information? I, the being behind this Eye, am sort of a collector of unusual knowledge." The wisp winds around your leg before climbing up to your shoulder, its singular red eye staring directly at you.
"I'm pretty sure my... patron has a non-compete clause. No thanks."
"Mlan, please." She looks dissapointed when the word isn't recognized. "Water, then. I don't know what they drink here. I feel bad about hiding under the horse. You probably could have beaten me."
"Are you kidding? That was genius!" He looks sheepish. "I don't know many drinks either. Only.. apple juice."
Back at Veri's room, the wisp slides under the door back in. They then revert to smoke and float through the pupil of the spear's glazed-over eye, which closes soon after.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I'm pretty sure my... patron has a non-compete clause. No thanks."
"Patron?" Tyriel asks quietly.
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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
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The wisp, showing visible frustration, flies off to somewhere else.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I'm a half orc, we do our best to not feel fear."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The wisp, clearly frustrated with the lack of a reaction, flies off to pester someone else.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The wisp begins following Tyriel, trying to avoid detection. Steath: 16
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Hello." Enirin uses Divine Sense.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"*sigh* Hello. I suppose you haven't heard of me before either, have you?" Suddenly, an idea strikes. "Say, you wouldn't be interested in a deal, would you?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Is it a celestial, fiend, or undead?* "Probably not. What would be the terms."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"Are you kidding? That was genius!" He looks sheepish. "I don't know many drinks either. Only.. apple juice."
— 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
*You can't tell, but it doesn't seem of this world or any other* "Do you enjoy learning of more.... obscure information? I, the being behind this Eye, am sort of a collector of unusual knowledge." The wisp winds around your leg before climbing up to your shoulder, its singular red eye staring directly at you.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Fisher is going to look for a free arena space.
— 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
"Buh-bye~"
— 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
Tyriel doesn't seem to notice. He's contently drinking a cup of water and talking to Enirin.
— 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
Tyriel frowns. "We aren't interested in striking deals."
— 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
"Very well."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I'm pretty sure my... patron has a non-compete clause. No thanks."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
Rex will follow him, humming to himself under his helmet
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The wisp floats off of Enirin's shoulder and flies away into the shadows.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I was hiding from you."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
Back at Veri's room, the wisp slides under the door back in. They then revert to smoke and float through the pupil of the spear's glazed-over eye, which closes soon after.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Patron?" Tyriel asks quietly.
— 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