"I guess they were. I'm all out of seed now." he tells the birds
He picks up some of the bird, patting their heads softly, "Hope all goes well."
"Thanks, friend! I better be going now if I want to be home by nightfall" he hefts his bag
"See you around chum, take care of yourself as much as you can, we may see each other again."
"I hope we will!" he grins and sets off down the road.
*jonah would go on to die of a sickness that swept through the small valley he lived in, leaving his wife a widow and his then 7-year-old daughter without a father* sorry for depressing you here's a thing https://youtube.com/shorts/AbeM9HSr6Q4?si=16tZUyboyBoGoC2A
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"I guess they were. I'm all out of seed now." he tells the birds
He picks up some of the bird, patting their heads softly, "Hope all goes well."
"Thanks, friend! I better be going now if I want to be home by nightfall" he hefts his bag
"See you around chum, take care of yourself as much as you can, we may see each other again."
"I hope we will!" he grins and sets off down the road.
*jonah would go on to die of a sickness that swept through the small valley he lived in, leaving his wife a widow and his then 7-year-old daughter without a father* sorry for depressing you here's a thing https://youtube.com/shorts/AbeM9HSr6Q4?si=16tZUyboyBoGoC2A
*For shame, shame indeed.*
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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.'
*I got a new book, darling. You know what that means...*
*oh, tell me, my dearest darling! Tell me all about it!*
*Undying Corruption: Player's Guide.*
*Comes with the wonderful Tactician Class, which I immediately made a character for. He uses exclusively options from the PHB and the book I got, including a race that is an angelically possessed pole given humanoid form so they can protect/slay monsters/innocents. He's a Beakjeong, meaning an untouchable, and he is a high-ranking member of the vigilante militia.*
*He's also not actually an official angel, and is trying to earn that status back.*
*I love this. What’s the tactician like?*
*Imagine a battle master, but your maneuvers affect others instead of yourself. You also have a mount that scales with you, like a more easily rideable Steel Defender. You have three options: one can climb and is a brute that can charge, one can swim and is a more technical combatant with grappling and a breath weapon, and one can fly and is fast as frick boi but is very fragile.*
*Howdy y'all. I'm working on home brewing a fire eating bard subclass and a very weird monster. Its been awhile since I've home-brewed but I'm having fun.*
*ooh, fun! Tell me about the monster!*
*and by the way, I am nearly done with the thread, and I’m just starting to revise it and simplify it, as well as making a template to keep track of everything you need to.*
*It's the Camelleopard. It is a bizarre creature that came from another world of Lewis Caroll madness. Because it has come from a land that makes no sense and truth is naturally muddy, it finds lies and deceit to be very familiar and somewhat comforting. It can sniff out a phony from far off and its appearance is dreaded by charlatans everywhere for it is a clear sign that they are lying.*
*That's awesome! I've been brainstorming kingdom ideas for it and I'm having a hard time narrowing it down.*
*i love Lewis Carroll, and that sounds awesome! In medieval times, didn’t some people think that Giraffes were hybrids between Camels and leopards? I remember hearing that once.*
*ooh, fun! I have some basic details for mine: Vallereine, ruled by the Noble, Lady Bouclaire (and eventually Queen) and a few other supporting families who came to power after overthrowing the previous noble of their starting town. If you want, I could help you with your ideas, to narrow it down and stuff!*
"I guess they were. I'm all out of seed now." he tells the birds
He picks up some of the bird, patting their heads softly, "Hope all goes well."
"Thanks, friend! I better be going now if I want to be home by nightfall" he hefts his bag
"See you around chum, take care of yourself as much as you can, we may see each other again."
"I hope we will!" he grins and sets off down the road.
*jonah would go on to die of a sickness that swept through the small valley he lived in, leaving his wife a widow and his then 7-year-old daughter without a father* sorry for depressing you here's a thing https://youtube.com/shorts/AbeM9HSr6Q4?si=16tZUyboyBoGoC2A
*For shame, shame indeed.*
Sory
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He taps the revolver, definetly not turning the bullet into a blank just in case, wink wink. "Do it then."
Water coalesces and covers his mouth and nose.
She stands by, making sure to keep focus on the beast, just in case the construct needs to be destroyed.
After a moment he steels himself, tapping the side of the gun, and pulling the trigger. When nothing happens, he sighs, putting his head down.
He panics all the more, reaching for his mouth, fear in his eyes.
Rag fights the beast into submission, though it does seriously wound him, tearing a chunk out of his shoulder.
"Impressive. Though, it wouldn't take you that long to pull the trigger if you were actually a bounty hunter." In the moment of confusion, he snags the revolver.
"I caught another one!" she says with a devilish smile, sauntering into his view. "Shame, you're actually a nice looking one. Don't struggle, you run out of oxygen quicker."
"That was impressive, my love." she says, lowering herself closer to him.
He tries to take the revolver back, but is too short to reach, "Hey! I am a bounty hunter, give that back!" He tries to jump up and get his gun back, eventually giving up, crossing his arms, angy.
He doesn't know how to react, immediately dropping his pistol and dagger, putting his hands up, his eyes pleading with fear as he looks around for anyone else.
He looks up to them as the beast struggles under his hold, "Oh, I didn't notice you, my love. Have I told you, you embarrass gods of beauty with yours, no one could rival you." He breaks the creature's neck, stopping its struggling.
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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.'
*I got a new book, darling. You know what that means...*
*oh, tell me, my dearest darling! Tell me all about it!*
*Undying Corruption: Player's Guide.*
*Comes with the wonderful Tactician Class, which I immediately made a character for. He uses exclusively options from the PHB and the book I got, including a race that is an angelically possessed pole given humanoid form so they can protect/slay monsters/innocents. He's a Beakjeong, meaning an untouchable, and he is a high-ranking member of the vigilante militia.*
*He's also not actually an official angel, and is trying to earn that status back.*
*I love this. What’s the tactician like?*
*Imagine a battle master, but your maneuvers affect others instead of yourself. You also have a mount that scales with you, like a more easily rideable Steel Defender. You have three options: one can climb and is a brute that can charge, one can swim and is a more technical combatant with grappling and a breath weapon, and one can fly and is fast as frick boi but is very fragile.*
*that is awesome! I’m assuming they’re a martial?*
"Now now, that's not very nice. Maybe if you said please?" He says as he brings out the cylinder, dropping the empty round out of it and taking aim at a tree with it
"That's a good lad." vines bind him to the tree, letting him sit or stand freely, the water dissipating. "So, did I not mark my territory clear enough?"
"I consider this false, knowing my mother, but i'll take it. You're hurt, dear.."
"Hey! It's mine, I don't need to say please to anyone." He looks worried when they prepare to fire the gun, trying to reach out and take it back from them.
He sighs, his eyes growing more tired than anything as he sits down, "Is it too much to ask for one simple day universe?" He mutters to himself, before looking at them, "I was just taking a nap, okay?"
"You shouldn't, I'll keep saying it until you believe it." He pushes himself up, "Not too bad, it'll heal. I've had much worse." He walks over to her, smiling.
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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.'
*Imagine a battle master, but your maneuvers affect others instead of yourself. You also have a mount that scales with you, like a more easily rideable Steel Defender. You have three options: one can climb and is a brute that can charge, one can swim and is a more technical combatant with grappling and a breath weapon, and one can fly and is fast as frick boi but is very fragile.*
*that is awesome! I’m assuming they’re a martial?*
*Indeed! But there is a subclass that plays more into the Stratagem system and gets 1/3 bard spellcasting. It's the one I chose for my sweet little Baegoji. Wanna meet him?*
"Now now, that's not very nice. Maybe if you said please?" He says as he brings out the cylinder, dropping the empty round out of it and taking aim at a tree with it
"That's a good lad." vines bind him to the tree, letting him sit or stand freely, the water dissipating. "So, did I not mark my territory clear enough?"
"I consider this false, knowing my mother, but i'll take it. You're hurt, dear.."
"Hey! It's mine, I don't need to say please to anyone." He looks worried when they prepare to fire the gun, trying to reach out and take it back from them.
He sighs, his eyes growing more tired than anything as he sits down, "Is it too much to ask for one simple day universe?" He mutters to himself, before looking at them, "I was just taking a nap, okay?"
"You shouldn't, I'll keep saying it until you believe it." He pushes himself up, "Not too bad, it'll heal. I've had much worse." He walks over to her, smiling.
he brings it out of reach a moment, firing at the ground, nowhere near them. "C'mon, you can say it."
"Just a nap.. Alright, then nap. But do it somewhere else." She seems to want confirmation that he's going to leave
"still, you wounded is not a sight I like." she sits on his unwounded shoulder, frowning.
A bullet seemingly full of acid begins to sizzle the ground where they shot, “Give it back, it’s mine, you don’t even know what it can do!”
“Why should I listen to anything you have to say?” He says, realizing that a pretty stupid thing for him to say, especially considering the situation he’s in.
He puts a hand on the shoulder, healing it as much as he can, which is most of it, “You’re a sight I like~” He says, grinning.
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"I hope we will!" he grins and sets off down the road.
*jonah would go on to die of a sickness that swept through the small valley he lived in, leaving his wife a widow and his then 7-year-old daughter without a father*
sorry for depressing you here's a thing
https://youtube.com/shorts/AbeM9HSr6Q4?si=16tZUyboyBoGoC2A
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*For shame, shame indeed.*
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.)
*Imagine a battle master, but your maneuvers affect others instead of yourself. You also have a mount that scales with you, like a more easily rideable Steel Defender. You have three options: one can climb and is a brute that can charge, one can swim and is a more technical combatant with grappling and a breath weapon, and one can fly and is fast as frick boi but is very fragile.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*i love Lewis Carroll, and that sounds awesome! In medieval times, didn’t some people think that Giraffes were hybrids between Camels and leopards? I remember hearing that once.*
*ooh, fun! I have some basic details for mine: Vallereine, ruled by the Noble, Lady Bouclaire (and eventually Queen) and a few other supporting families who came to power after overthrowing the previous noble of their starting town. If you want, I could help you with your ideas, to narrow it down and stuff!*
Sory
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He tries to take the revolver back, but is too short to reach, "Hey! I am a bounty hunter, give that back!" He tries to jump up and get his gun back, eventually giving up, crossing his arms, angy.
He doesn't know how to react, immediately dropping his pistol and dagger, putting his hands up, his eyes pleading with fear as he looks around for anyone else.
He looks up to them as the beast struggles under his hold, "Oh, I didn't notice you, my love. Have I told you, you embarrass gods of beauty with yours, no one could rival you." He breaks the creature's neck, stopping its struggling.
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.)
*that is awesome! I’m assuming they’re a martial?*
"Hey! It's mine, I don't need to say please to anyone." He looks worried when they prepare to fire the gun, trying to reach out and take it back from them.
He sighs, his eyes growing more tired than anything as he sits down, "Is it too much to ask for one simple day universe?" He mutters to himself, before looking at them, "I was just taking a nap, okay?"
"You shouldn't, I'll keep saying it until you believe it." He pushes himself up, "Not too bad, it'll heal. I've had much worse." He walks over to her, smiling.
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.)
*Of course, but you must take the wood demon as well*
Podmorski is gutting an archfey on the reception counter of his hotel. Given the amount of blood, the fey wasn't dead when he started.
Ted is performing, singing and dancing in a circle of candles that are burning a little too high to be normal.
Baegoji is creeping around the woods on his giant spider, the shrine-bearing beast eerily silent as it watches over a bandit camp.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I am vibin.*
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
*Indeed! But there is a subclass that plays more into the Stratagem system and gets 1/3 bard spellcasting. It's the one I chose for my sweet little Baegoji. Wanna meet him?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Good to hear.*
*:D*
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
*Vibin to the void.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*[Kiss on forehead for you]*
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
A bullet seemingly full of acid begins to sizzle the ground where they shot, “Give it back, it’s mine, you don’t even know what it can do!”
“Why should I listen to anything you have to say?” He says, realizing that a pretty stupid thing for him to say, especially considering the situation he’s in.
He puts a hand on the shoulder, healing it as much as he can, which is most of it, “You’re a sight I like~” He says, grinning.