Helianth is finally ready to begin sailing through the cosmos to devour the very stars. It runs diagnostics on the Spelljammer's controls, preparing for takeoff.
Omori is continuing to practice Starry Wisp, getting closer to being able to cast it than before, but only slightly so.
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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)
“Fighting is my culture, and I’m the last of my culture, I have to try and keep it alive somehow.”
He shrugs, leaning back in his chair “I don’t know what I want to do, but I had direction, I might be able to do something.”
“Oh. Uh… fine then, I guess.”
“Hm. Well, got any ideas to begin with?”
She points the halberd at the ground “If you don’t want to fight, don’t fight. There’s no fun in fighting someone who doesn’t want to, no honor.”
“I don’t know, someone beat me in an arm wrestling match a while back, and I still feel strange about it.”
She thinks for a minute, her nascent hatred building back up. “No, I want to fight. Let’s see if you can keep up, two-arms.”
“Are you mad about it?”
She holds out her halberd, smiling at them “Then let’s see if you can fight a real warrior.” Init:16 (There is no way she can win, so wanna just skip to the lose?)
He shakes his head “No… and that only makes me more confused.”
*i think it'd be better to just go through it fully*
Initiative: 13
"Well what do you feel?"
She rages before swinging her halberd twice at them. Using reckless attack for both. To hit:2124 Damage:1312
He shakes his head, “I don’t know, it feels familiar, but I can’t remember.”
Both hit. Mala screeches and falls upon you with her many claws. Attack: 19 Damage: 3 Attack: 13 Damage: 5 Attack: 12 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 3 Attack: 22 Damage: 10 Attack: 7 Damage: 10
"Well, if you can't remember it, it's probably not that important."
She is able to dodge all but the first and second last, though the cuts are shallow as she swings down into them again. To hit:2515 Damage:1310
“No no, I remember what it is, I don’t remember what it’s called. What’s that feeling, you can’t hate someone no matter how hard you try?”
The first one catches her in the beak, smacking her to the side violently. She looks livid and beats her wings violently, unleashing a cutting wind. Make a Dexterity save.
"Stockholm syndrome?"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Fighting is my culture, and I’m the last of my culture, I have to try and keep it alive somehow.”
He shrugs, leaning back in his chair “I don’t know what I want to do, but I had direction, I might be able to do something.”
“Oh. Uh… fine then, I guess.”
“Hm. Well, got any ideas to begin with?”
She points the halberd at the ground “If you don’t want to fight, don’t fight. There’s no fun in fighting someone who doesn’t want to, no honor.”
“I don’t know, someone beat me in an arm wrestling match a while back, and I still feel strange about it.”
She thinks for a minute, her nascent hatred building back up. “No, I want to fight. Let’s see if you can keep up, two-arms.”
“Are you mad about it?”
She holds out her halberd, smiling at them “Then let’s see if you can fight a real warrior.” Init:16 (There is no way she can win, so wanna just skip to the lose?)
He shakes his head “No… and that only makes me more confused.”
*i think it'd be better to just go through it fully*
Initiative: 13
"Well what do you feel?"
She rages before swinging her halberd twice at them. Using reckless attack for both. To hit:2124 Damage:1312
He shakes his head, “I don’t know, it feels familiar, but I can’t remember.”
Both hit. Mala screeches and falls upon you with her many claws. Attack: 19 Damage: 3 Attack: 13 Damage: 5 Attack: 12 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 3 Attack: 22 Damage: 10 Attack: 7 Damage: 10
"Well, if you can't remember it, it's probably not that important."
She is able to dodge all but the first and second last, though the cuts are shallow as she swings down into them again. To hit:2515 Damage:1310
“No no, I remember what it is, I don’t remember what it’s called. What’s that feeling, you can’t hate someone no matter how hard you try?”
The first one catches her in the beak, smacking her to the side violently. She looks livid and beats her wings violently, unleashing a cutting wind. Make a Dexterity save.
"Stockholm syndrome?"
Dex save:12
“No I haven’t been around them long enough for that. It’s close to what I felt with my wife, and my son, it was…” He’s stumped.
“Fighting is my culture, and I’m the last of my culture, I have to try and keep it alive somehow.”
He shrugs, leaning back in his chair “I don’t know what I want to do, but I had direction, I might be able to do something.”
“Oh. Uh… fine then, I guess.”
“Hm. Well, got any ideas to begin with?”
She points the halberd at the ground “If you don’t want to fight, don’t fight. There’s no fun in fighting someone who doesn’t want to, no honor.”
“I don’t know, someone beat me in an arm wrestling match a while back, and I still feel strange about it.”
She thinks for a minute, her nascent hatred building back up. “No, I want to fight. Let’s see if you can keep up, two-arms.”
“Are you mad about it?”
She holds out her halberd, smiling at them “Then let’s see if you can fight a real warrior.” Init:16 (There is no way she can win, so wanna just skip to the lose?)
He shakes his head “No… and that only makes me more confused.”
*i think it'd be better to just go through it fully*
Initiative: 13
"Well what do you feel?"
She rages before swinging her halberd twice at them. Using reckless attack for both. To hit:2124 Damage:1312
He shakes his head, “I don’t know, it feels familiar, but I can’t remember.”
Both hit. Mala screeches and falls upon you with her many claws. Attack: 19 Damage: 3 Attack: 13 Damage: 5 Attack: 12 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 3 Attack: 22 Damage: 10 Attack: 7 Damage: 10
"Well, if you can't remember it, it's probably not that important."
She is able to dodge all but the first and second last, though the cuts are shallow as she swings down into them again. To hit:2515 Damage:1310
“No no, I remember what it is, I don’t remember what it’s called. What’s that feeling, you can’t hate someone no matter how hard you try?”
The first one catches her in the beak, smacking her to the side violently. She looks livid and beats her wings violently, unleashing a cutting wind. Make a Dexterity save.
"Stockholm syndrome?"
Dex save:12
“No I haven’t been around them long enough for that. It’s close to what I felt with my wife, and my son, it was…” He’s stumped.
Fail. The wind tears at your exposed skin. You take 25 slashing damage and are knocked prone.
"Hm. No clue." Riotan is just screwing with him now.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 19 Damage: 8 Attack: 9 Damage: 3 Attack: 9 Damage: 6 Attack: 15 Damage: 7
"Yeah. Who is she?"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:2527 Damage:1613
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
“Maybe, I might as well hope so. Want a drink?”
"Y-yeah..."
"I'm alright, but I'd love to continue talking with you."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
“Maybe, I might as well hope so. Want a drink?”
"Y-yeah..."
"I'm alright, but I'd love to continue talking with you."
She huffs as she sits down, “I’m… just gonna… sit here…”
He orders himself one, putting away his blade into its sheath “How have you been?”
*Wish me a happy birthday or I will violently remove all your luscious parasites.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*check last comment wins, my dear!*
*This frog... to hold me?!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Good morning, everyone!*
Helianth is finally ready to begin sailing through the cosmos to devour the very stars. It runs diagnostics on the Spelljammer's controls, preparing for takeoff.
Omori is continuing to practice Starry Wisp, getting closer to being able to cast it than before, but only slightly so.
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)
*Anybody here who wants to roleplay for a bit? Though I might be slow.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Fail. The wind tears at your exposed skin. You take 25 slashing damage and are knocked prone.
"Hm. No clue." Riotan is just screwing with him now.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Jobah.*
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:24 20 Damage:9 15
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 19 Damage: 8 Attack: 9 Damage: 3 Attack: 9 Damage: 6 Attack: 15 Damage: 7
"Yeah. Who is she?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:25 27 Damage:16 13
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
*Hello, I am awake again.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hello my dear friend, good see you again.*
*Hi!!!!!!!!!!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
“Maybe, I might as well hope so. Want a drink?”
"Y-yeah..."
"I'm alright, but I'd love to continue talking with you."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*How're you both?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She huffs as she sits down, “I’m… just gonna… sit here…”
He orders himself one, putting away his blade into its sheath “How have you been?”
*I am going wonderful, or I think I am. And you?*