Helianth has nothing on its person aside from their tools they were using to repair the machinery and a bottle of distilled sunlight that was coiled in its stem. "Perhaps... so it shall be a battle of patience, then." As soon as the stun wears off, it casts Dimension Door, reappearing outside the Spelljammer and on top of the upper deck- there is a magical pocket of breathable air and gravity around the ship from its original machinery, though it is still unfathomably cold outside the vessel's walls. The crooked flower seems unaffected, though- its blazing core of starlight keeps it warm.
"Very impressive." It responds, looking at him with curiosity. "Though, I can tell you're holding back. If I may ask, why?"
Invulnerability only lasts for ten minutes, so they can wait outside for it to run out, and it does seem he's a glass cannon, with powerful, high level spells, but not a lot of spell slots to use them for. He takes everything he possibly can, putting it on the teleport circle, looking like he's ready to fight it out as the time runs out.
"I just... I don't want my dad to know where I am... he's scary, and hurts me, and..." He sits down, looking at the ground.
There is a sound of broken glass from further up in the ship, as Helianth re-enters the hall from the stairs leading to the control room, casting Misty Step to clear the distance more and lashing out with its roots in an attempt to grapple him. 23 to hit, DC 18 strength save.
The shadow thinks for a while. "How about we make a little deal of sorts? I can teach you more about how to use your magic- you could be an apprentice of sorts- so you can stop him for good. And until you're ready to confront him yourself, I'll make sure he can't hurt you." It kneels back down to look him in the eye. "What do you say?"
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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)
There is a sound of broken glass from further up in the ship, as Helianth re-enters the hall from the stairs leading to the control room, casting Misty Step to clear the distance more and lashing out with its roots in an attempt to grapple him. 23 to hit, DC 18 strength save.
The shadow thinks for a while. "How about we make a little deal of sorts? I can teach you more about how to use your magic- you could be an apprentice of sorts- so you can stop him for good. And until you're ready to confront him yourself, I'll make sure he can't hurt you." It kneels back down to look him in the eye. "What do you say?"
Strength save as he tries to break free of the vines. Strength:19 If he succeeds he casts Greater Invisibly on himself in the hope that he can do things without getting attacked as easily.
He thinks about it for a moment before shaking his head "I... can't... my brother said he's too dangerous... He said a word and then I couldn't talk, and then Tony said a word and I fell asleep. It was scary." He curls up into a ball.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He clings to her, holding her hand the entire time while clutching his plushie with his other hand.
He sips the drink. "Uh huh. So, tell me more about this bodygaurd job."
She holds their hand softly, only making sure to go through getting everything they need quickly, before going back home.
"My sister's young, I'm just 18 but she's 12. Despite being sick she's very active, keeping track of her is even hard for me."
*Alright. Back now*
Oliver gets separated from her at one point, lingering by the magic shop.
"Okay. So what, you just want me to stick by her side?"
She gets incredibly panicked, looking everywhere for him, before finding them and calming down, going into the shop.
"That sounds good to me, if you fail to keep her safe I will kill you, but you probably won't fail."
Hes getting yelled at by the shopkeep for touching the gems, jabbing his finger in his face. Oliver is trying to hold back tears as he clutches his plushie close.
"Alright. So, wanna introduce me to her?" he says, setting down his empty glass
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Hes getting yelled at by the shopkeep for touching the gems, jabbing his finger in his face. Oliver is trying to hold back tears as he clutches his plushie close.
"Alright. So, wanna introduce me to her?" he says, setting down his empty glass
Merabelle is standing behind them, silently listening before tapping a claw on their shoulder, tapping being a generous word, more cutting into it like they're a slab of meat "Don't talk ta my son like that." She is restraining herself from killing them.
"Not now, you can start working tomorrow, enjoy your drink, have a good day."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Hes getting yelled at by the shopkeep for touching the gems, jabbing his finger in his face. Oliver is trying to hold back tears as he clutches his plushie close.
"Alright. So, wanna introduce me to her?" he says, setting down his empty glass
Merabelle is standing behind them, silently listening before tapping a claw on their shoulder, tapping being a generous word, more cutting into it like they're a slab of meat "Don't talk ta my son like that." She is restraining herself from killing them.
"Not now, you can start working tomorrow, enjoy your drink, have a good day."
"Your son was tryna pickpocket me goods!" the dwarf snarls. Oliver shakes his head. "Was jus looking..." The dwarf then snaps, "Shut it brat!"
"Ay man come on. I need the coin. Let me just start a day early."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Your son was tryna pickpocket me goods!" the dwarf snarls. Oliver shakes his head. "Was jus looking..." The dwarf then snaps, "Shut it brat!"
"Ay man come on. I need the coin. Let me just start a day early."
She picks them up, her face remaining calm but her voice cold (Grapple:27) "Don't. Talk. Ta. My. Son. Like. That." She looks into their eyes "Do ya wanna die?"
"Here." He tosses him enough gold to afford a good meal "Here. Enjoy the day, that's an order from your boss."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Your son was tryna pickpocket me goods!" the dwarf snarls. Oliver shakes his head. "Was jus looking..." The dwarf then snaps, "Shut it brat!"
"Ay man come on. I need the coin. Let me just start a day early."
She picks them up, her face remaining calm but her voice cold (Grapple:24) "Don't. Talk. Ta. My. Son. Like. That." She looks into their eyes "Do ya wanna die?"
"Here." He tosses him enough gold to afford a good meal "Here. Enjoy the day, that's an order from your boss."
The dwarf shakes his head. Oliver looks frightened as he tugs on her sleeve. "mom...don't.."
He nabs the coins. "Come on. There has gotta be something I can do."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
There is a sound of broken glass from further up in the ship, as Helianth re-enters the hall from the stairs leading to the control room, casting Misty Step to clear the distance more and lashing out with its roots in an attempt to grapple him. 23 to hit, DC 18 strength save.
The shadow thinks for a while. "How about we make a little deal of sorts? I can teach you more about how to use your magic- you could be an apprentice of sorts- so you can stop him for good. And until you're ready to confront him yourself, I'll make sure he can't hurt you." It kneels back down to look him in the eye. "What do you say?"
Strength save as he tries to break free of the vines. Strength:9 If he succeeds he casts Greater Invisibly on himself in the hope that he can do things without getting attacked as easily.
He thinks about it for a moment before shaking his head "I... can't... my brother said he's too dangerous... He said a word and then I couldn't talk, and then Tony said a word and I fell asleep. It was scary." He curls up into a ball.
He cannot break free from the light devourer's grasp, its roots stabbing into him as it holds him in place. It opens the doors of the Spelljammer, stepping partway out and to the void of space below, holding him out over the edge of the ship. "Now, you have a choice. You are either going to leave and never set foot on this ship again, or I'll make sure you never set foot on solid ground for the rest of your life. Understood?"
"Then we can find a way to either stop that from working, or make sure you can kill him before he even says one word." It responds, trying to sound comforting, even though they're barely able to do so without retching in disgust. "You don't have to be scared of anything when you're the strongest wizard there ever was."
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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)
"Your son was tryna pickpocket me goods!" the dwarf snarls. Oliver shakes his head. "Was jus looking..." The dwarf then snaps, "Shut it brat!"
"Ay man come on. I need the coin. Let me just start a day early."
She picks them up, her face remaining calm but her voice cold (Grapple:24) "Don't. Talk. Ta. My. Son. Like. That." She looks into their eyes "Do ya wanna die?"
"Here." He tosses him enough gold to afford a good meal "Here. Enjoy the day, that's an order from your boss."
The dwarf shakes his head. Oliver looks frightened as he tugs on her sleeve. "mom...don't.."
He nabs the coins. "Come on. There has gotta be something I can do."
She looks down to Oliver, and her anger melts as she puts the dwarf back down, patting the dust off of them "I'm sorry Oliver..."
"How about this, I'll spar with you, after that, you decide what you do." He stands up, walking outside.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Your son was tryna pickpocket me goods!" the dwarf snarls. Oliver shakes his head. "Was jus looking..." The dwarf then snaps, "Shut it brat!"
"Ay man come on. I need the coin. Let me just start a day early."
She picks them up, her face remaining calm but her voice cold (Grapple:24) "Don't. Talk. Ta. My. Son. Like. That." She looks into their eyes "Do ya wanna die?"
"Here." He tosses him enough gold to afford a good meal "Here. Enjoy the day, that's an order from your boss."
The dwarf shakes his head. Oliver looks frightened as he tugs on her sleeve. "mom...don't.."
He nabs the coins. "Come on. There has gotta be something I can do."
She looks down to Oliver, and her anger melts as she puts the dwarf back down, patting the dust off of them "I'm sorry Oliver..."
"How about this, I'll spar with you, after that, you decide what you do." He stands up, walking outside.
He tries to tug her out of the shop.
"Alright." he follows
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She holds their hand softly, only making sure to go through getting everything they need quickly, before going back home.
"My sister's young, I'm just 18 but she's 12. Despite being sick she's very active, keeping track of her is even hard for me."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I go flying across the room at mach 5 crashing into the 4th wall*
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There is a sound of broken glass from further up in the ship, as Helianth re-enters the hall from the stairs leading to the control room, casting Misty Step to clear the distance more and lashing out with its roots in an attempt to grapple him. 23 to hit, DC 18 strength save.
The shadow thinks for a while. "How about we make a little deal of sorts? I can teach you more about how to use your magic- you could be an apprentice of sorts- so you can stop him for good. And until you're ready to confront him yourself, I'll make sure he can't hurt you." It kneels back down to look him in the eye. "What do you say?"
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)
Strength save as he tries to break free of the vines. Strength:19 If he succeeds he casts Greater Invisibly on himself in the hope that he can do things without getting attacked as easily.
He thinks about it for a moment before shaking his head "I... can't... my brother said he's too dangerous... He said a word and then I couldn't talk, and then Tony said a word and I fell asleep. It was scary." He curls up into a ball.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Alright. Back now*
Oliver gets separated from her at one point, lingering by the magic shop.
"Okay. So what, you just want me to stick by her side?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She gets incredibly panicked, looking everywhere for him, before finding them and calming down, going into the shop.
"That sounds good to me, if you fail to keep her safe I will kill you, but you probably won't fail."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Hes getting yelled at by the shopkeep for touching the gems, jabbing his finger in his face. Oliver is trying to hold back tears as he clutches his plushie close.
"Alright. So, wanna introduce me to her?" he says, setting down his empty glass
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Merabelle is standing behind them, silently listening before tapping a claw on their shoulder, tapping being a generous word, more cutting into it like they're a slab of meat "Don't talk ta my son like that." She is restraining herself from killing them.
"Not now, you can start working tomorrow, enjoy your drink, have a good day."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Your son was tryna pickpocket me goods!" the dwarf snarls. Oliver shakes his head. "Was jus looking..." The dwarf then snaps, "Shut it brat!"
"Ay man come on. I need the coin. Let me just start a day early."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She picks them up, her face remaining calm but her voice cold (Grapple:27) "Don't. Talk. Ta. My. Son. Like. That." She looks into their eyes "Do ya wanna die?"
"Here." He tosses him enough gold to afford a good meal "Here. Enjoy the day, that's an order from your boss."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The dwarf shakes his head. Oliver looks frightened as he tugs on her sleeve. "mom...don't.."
He nabs the coins. "Come on. There has gotta be something I can do."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He cannot break free from the light devourer's grasp, its roots stabbing into him as it holds him in place. It opens the doors of the Spelljammer, stepping partway out and to the void of space below, holding him out over the edge of the ship. "Now, you have a choice. You are either going to leave and never set foot on this ship again, or I'll make sure you never set foot on solid ground for the rest of your life. Understood?"
"Then we can find a way to either stop that from working, or make sure you can kill him before he even says one word." It responds, trying to sound comforting, even though they're barely able to do so without retching in disgust. "You don't have to be scared of anything when you're the strongest wizard there ever was."
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)
*Gues what! I may have carbon monoxide poisoning everyone!*
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 looks down to Oliver, and her anger melts as she puts the dwarf back down, patting the dust off of them "I'm sorry Oliver..."
"How about this, I'll spar with you, after that, you decide what you do." He stands up, walking outside.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*EXCUSE ME? What happened? What's happening? Are you okay? Please don't die. Go to the hospital, please.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*oh god...please tell me you went to the hospital*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Please be joking wendigo I don't want you to die*
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He tries to tug her out of the shop.
"Alright." he follows
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I Created a thread though I doubt anyone will really use it tbh*
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*It is morning. Heya mates!*
Sig but long ^w^
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.