With the second blow he goes flying. "I see now. I UNDERSTAND NOW! I CAN FINALLY FULLY SEE THE SHAPE OF MY SOUL!" with that he lunges, using his domains instant hit attack. *Please make a con save with disadvantage*
She eventually does let go of them, although reluctantly, "I've got to go do something, you stay here, I'll be back soon." She gives them another kiss, before grabbing her crossbow.
Con save:18 (Come on, hot dice, just roll good for once.)
Leo looks confused but nods. "Kay.."
*Failed by two*
His arms erupt in pain as they all explode. "You didn't protect your soul. That was your mistake."
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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.
With the second blow he goes flying. "I see now. I UNDERSTAND NOW! I CAN FINALLY FULLY SEE THE SHAPE OF MY SOUL!" with that he lunges, using his domains instant hit attack. *Please make a con save with disadvantage*
She eventually does let go of them, although reluctantly, "I've got to go do something, you stay here, I'll be back soon." She gives them another kiss, before grabbing her crossbow.
Con save:18 (Come on, hot dice, just roll good for once.)
Leo looks confused but nods. "Kay.."
*Failed by two*
His arms erupt in pain as they all explode. "You didn't protect your soul. That was your mistake."
She leaves to go 'find' Theren, her crossbow in her back in case something goes wrong.
He smiles at that, cracking his neck. With a deep breath they are replaced with arms made from pure flame "Yours was thinking that would stop me." He keeps attacking. To hit:302026 Damage:121815 Bonus damage:10
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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.'
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
“So where are we going? What’s the plan? Are you gonna try and send me back to the Abyss or something?”
Mauric smiles reassuringly at him. “I don’t think there’s much to be worried about, even if it seems daunting.”
“Fair enough.”
"No. I am sending you to the Outpost to stand before a judge who will determine your fate." he said "My guess is prison."
"I know.." He mutters and folds his arms.
He nods and sits down in it.
“That seems pointless. I mean, the only reason I’m not out of these cuffs already is ‘cause I‘m being polite.”
“Do you… regret proposing or anything?”
Yod has nothing else to really say or do so he just resumes his walk.
"I can assure you these cuffs aren't something you'll be leaving. They were sent to me by Thane himself, his own design." he said, "Meant to suppress your magic and any abilities."
"No no! Not at all!" He said, shaking his head.
Azeral follows him, always keeping a distance but definitely following.
“Oh really. You know my jaw can crush a bone devil’s femur, right?”
“I thought not. But I think this new phase of your life is gonna be amazing, even if it seems frightening.”
Yod ignores this.
"I do not care." He rolls his eyes and walks him into Lord's Yard, down into the prison basement.
"I am hoping... I am worried he might think I am not good enough, however.."
They keep following him.
Rio looks around. “You know, this place could use a splash of color and decoration here and there. Make working here a lot more pleasant.”
“Has he ever cared about that in the past?”
Yod just keeps walking, though the irony isn’t lost on him.
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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.
With the second blow he goes flying. "I see now. I UNDERSTAND NOW! I CAN FINALLY FULLY SEE THE SHAPE OF MY SOUL!" with that he lunges, using his domains instant hit attack. *Please make a con save with disadvantage*
She eventually does let go of them, although reluctantly, "I've got to go do something, you stay here, I'll be back soon." She gives them another kiss, before grabbing her crossbow.
Con save:18 (Come on, hot dice, just roll good for once.)
Leo looks confused but nods. "Kay.."
*Failed by two*
His arms erupt in pain as they all explode. "You didn't protect your soul. That was your mistake."
She leaves to go 'find' Theren, her crossbow in her back in case something goes wrong.
He smiles at that, cracking his neck. With a deep breath they are replaced with arms made from pure flame "Yours was thinking that would stop me." He keeps attacking. To hit:302026 Damage:121815 Bonus damage:10
Theren is out in the woods humming to himself as he cleans his dead friends gravestone.
2 attacks hit as the curse snarls. "DIE!" he then goes into hand to hand, slamming his fists with extreme force. "BLACK FLASH!"
Attack: 30 Damage: 80
Attack: 16 Damage: 42
Attack: 19 Damage: 44
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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.
Uriel is in the church, having finished up a sermon
Tycho is on a rooftop, slowly patching up his wounds
Elio is reading by the docks
Isaac goes over to it and examines it
A metal bird lands next to him
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Leo looks confused but nods. "Kay.."
*Failed by two*
His arms erupt in pain as they all explode. "You didn't protect your soul. That was your mistake."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Is there any way he can escape the cell?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Halva. It’s an Asian confectionery.”
“Of course!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Unfortunately not. They were specially designed for the people who frequent the tavern.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Ha... hahahaha, no." He smiles, snapping his fingers and casting darkness on the area, centered on him
She leaves to go 'find' Theren, her crossbow in her back in case something goes wrong.
He smiles at that, cracking his neck. With a deep breath they are replaced with arms made from pure flame "Yours was thinking that would stop me." He keeps attacking. To hit:30 20 26 Damage:12 18 15 Bonus damage:10
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.)
(wendo?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*ugh, thats frustrating*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
His arm lunges out of the darkness, tagging their chest again. *Con save*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Sounds delicious, wanna eat some while I explain what we are probably dealing with?"
She smiles at that, especially how enthusiastic they are "Great!"
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.)
*Characters for anyone else who wants to rp :>*
Clover is finishing up his mural in an alley
Uriel is in the church, having finished up a sermon
Tycho is on a rooftop, slowly patching up his wounds
Elio is reading by the docks
*he intends to bring justice to all the citizens who have died because or merciless killings from the so-called 'heroes' at the tavern.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Rio looks around. “You know, this place could use a splash of color and decoration here and there. Make working here a lot more pleasant.”
“Has he ever cared about that in the past?”
Yod just keeps walking, though the irony isn’t lost on him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Make an attack roll to hit this time, since tycho is going to try and dodge*
Theren is out in the woods humming to himself as he cleans his dead friends gravestone.
2 attacks hit as the curse snarls. "DIE!" he then goes into hand to hand, slamming his fists with extreme force. "BLACK FLASH!"
Attack: 30 Damage: 80
Attack: 16 Damage: 42
Attack: 19 Damage: 44
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac goes over to it and examines it
A metal bird lands next to him
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*Alrighty. Fair enough*
"Release me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Kay*
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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.
(anyone want to rp)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
“I’m not done yet, but when it’s finished, definitely. You can tell me what you need to in the meantime though.”
“Would you want me to pick what we do next time?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.