He is stopped about 2 inches away from him. "oh no no no. Your variant tried that too. Learned from that mistake."
"I dont understand why...why i was burned..."
“Really? So it worked?” He casts Earthquake, making a gaping hole underneath them to send them down to the core of the planet and seal it back up.
“Leo… you shouldn’t have to worry, you’ve never been burned before, it won’t happen again.”
The variant sighs, casting counterspell. "I said enough." he then backhands them. Attack: 11 Damage: 41
"It shouldnt have happened at all..."
*Does he cast Counterspell at the same level?*
He lets the attack hit him, but it bounces off like the variant were made of rubber. He looks up to them, “Did you really think that would work?”
“It was another Leo, you are probably the only one that can burn you. It’s okay… dear.”
Theren sighs. "No, and honestly your just a nuisance." he then summons a black rod and hurls it at them, trying to impale them to a wall. Attack: 29 Damage: 33
He nods, sniffling a bit. "Are you ok...?"
The black rod lands, and bounces off of them like throwing a javelin at a brick wall, the glimmer of a shield covering his skin appearing for a moment “Good.” He casts Wrath of Nature around all of them, the grass wrapping around their feet and tethering them to the ground.
“I… don’t know… I don’t feel hurt but… I’m just worried…” She picks them up, taking them to their bedroom.
*Also to answer your question, yes. Sorry i missed that btw*
Fire flickers over his body, burning anything to a crisp. "Ah ah ah. Nice try Tim." he says with a laugh. He waves his hand as more rods appear. Attack: 30 Damage: 44 Attack: 14 Damage: 32 Attack: 13 Damage: 41 Attack: 21 Damage: 42
"Worried bout what?" he asks, face in her neck
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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.
He is stopped about 2 inches away from him. "oh no no no. Your variant tried that too. Learned from that mistake."
"I dont understand why...why i was burned..."
“Really? So it worked?” He casts Earthquake, making a gaping hole underneath them to send them down to the core of the planet and seal it back up.
“Leo… you shouldn’t have to worry, you’ve never been burned before, it won’t happen again.”
The variant sighs, casting counterspell. "I said enough." he then backhands them. Attack: 11 Damage: 41
"It shouldnt have happened at all..."
*Does he cast Counterspell at the same level?*
He lets the attack hit him, but it bounces off like the variant were made of rubber. He looks up to them, “Did you really think that would work?”
“It was another Leo, you are probably the only one that can burn you. It’s okay… dear.”
Theren sighs. "No, and honestly your just a nuisance." he then summons a black rod and hurls it at them, trying to impale them to a wall. Attack: 29 Damage: 33
He nods, sniffling a bit. "Are you ok...?"
The black rod lands, and bounces off of them like throwing a javelin at a brick wall, the glimmer of a shield covering his skin appearing for a moment “Good.” He casts Wrath of Nature around all of them, the grass wrapping around their feet and tethering them to the ground.
“I… don’t know… I don’t feel hurt but… I’m just worried…” She picks them up, taking them to their bedroom.
*Also to answer your question, yes. Sorry i missed that btw*
Fire flickers over his body, burning anything to a crisp. "Ah ah ah. Nice try Tim." he says with a laugh. He waves his hand as more rods appear. Attack: 30 Damage: 44 Attack: 14 Damage: 32 Attack: 13 Damage: 41 Attack: 21 Damage: 42
"Worried bout what?" he asks, face in her neck
Only the first attack makes it through his shield and directly to him, cutting into his flesh for the first time. He grabs the rod, pulling it out of himself. He decides to cast Reverse Gravity instead.
“Our future… and well… just… our child…” She lies down with them, putting her head to theirs.
*Awesome! If a fight breaks out, I'd like to use pure RP instead of stats since I don't yet have a statblock for this character. Possibly never will, given that his schticks are making friends and being immune to direct harm from magic.*
The two hear a warm chuckle. A man of indeterminable age stands there, wearing a cargo vest, plaid shirt and khaki pants. He has big, glassy eyes, short grey hair, and long but rounded and slightly sunken features. He smiles as if this were something normal that happened to him. The variant has never seen this man, at least not in person. Across a thousand universes, it seems this individual has never been present.
"Well now, is that such a great sin? Would you punish a homeless man for lack of wealth, or a child for lack of intellect?"
*Sure! Im good with that!*
The variant looks at him. "Who in the ever loving 9 hells are you?"
"Now, now, don't curse. My name is Elil. I'm not very strong myself, when it comes to fighting. But is combat prowess really the only kind of strength out there? I mean, I command ravenous hordes of Nightmares, each with completely unique skillsets, and they're loyal to a fault, see. That's a kind of power, isn't it? Even if most of them can't fight, isn't that worth something?"
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*Also to answer your question, yes. Sorry i missed that btw*
Fire flickers over his body, burning anything to a crisp. "Ah ah ah. Nice try Tim." he says with a laugh. He waves his hand as more rods appear. Attack: 30 Damage: 44 Attack: 14 Damage: 32 Attack: 13 Damage: 41 Attack: 21 Damage: 42
"Worried bout what?" he asks, face in her neck
Only the first attack makes it through his shield and directly to him, cutting into his flesh for the first time. He grabs the rod, pulling it out of himself. He decides to cast Reverse Gravity instead.
“Our future… and well… just… our child…” She lies down with them, putting her head to theirs.
Theren counterspells again. "I dont know how many times i'll have to teach you this lesson." he snarls, bringing on a rain of blows. Attack: 18 Damage: 38 Attack: 20 Damage: 41 Attack: 28 Damage: 48 Attack: 25 Damage: 41
Leo looks up at her. "Those...that makes sense.."
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*Awesome! If a fight breaks out, I'd like to use pure RP instead of stats since I don't yet have a statblock for this character. Possibly never will, given that his schticks are making friends and being immune to direct harm from magic.*
The two hear a warm chuckle. A man of indeterminable age stands there, wearing a cargo vest, plaid shirt and khaki pants. He has big, glassy eyes, short grey hair, and long but rounded and slightly sunken features. He smiles as if this were something normal that happened to him. The variant has never seen this man, at least not in person. Across a thousand universes, it seems this individual has never been present.
"Well now, is that such a great sin? Would you punish a homeless man for lack of wealth, or a child for lack of intellect?"
*Sure! Im good with that!*
The variant looks at him. "Who in the ever loving 9 hells are you?"
"Now, now, don't curse. My name is Elil. I'm not very strong myself, when it comes to fighting. But is combat prowess really the only kind of strength out there? I mean, I command ravenous hordes of Nightmares, each with completely unique skillsets, and they're loyal to a fault, see. That's a kind of power, isn't it? Even if most of them can't fight, isn't that worth something?"
"Shadows that cant fight? Thats useless. If anythin you seem powerless. But you are a first. You'll be interesting to kill." he licks some blood off of his lips in anticipation.
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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.
*Also to answer your question, yes. Sorry i missed that btw*
Fire flickers over his body, burning anything to a crisp. "Ah ah ah. Nice try Tim." he says with a laugh. He waves his hand as more rods appear. Attack: 30 Damage: 44 Attack: 14 Damage: 32 Attack: 13 Damage: 41 Attack: 21 Damage: 42
"Worried bout what?" he asks, face in her neck
Only the first attack makes it through his shield and directly to him, cutting into his flesh for the first time. He grabs the rod, pulling it out of himself. He decides to cast Reverse Gravity instead.
“Our future… and well… just… our child…” She lies down with them, putting her head to theirs.
Theren counterspells again. "I dont know how many times i'll have to teach you this lesson." he snarls, bringing on a rain of blows. Attack: 13 Damage: 31 Attack: 27 Damage: 41 Attack: 20 Damage: 46 Attack: 21 Damage: 40
Leo looks up at her. "Those...that makes sense.."
All of the attacks once again plink against the shield, “You aren’t teaching me anything other than you’re insane.” He decides to try something different, energy begins to gather around him, the ground shaking.
“I’m just… I’m just scared… for them… for us…” She closes her eyes.
*Also to answer your question, yes. Sorry i missed that btw*
Fire flickers over his body, burning anything to a crisp. "Ah ah ah. Nice try Tim." he says with a laugh. He waves his hand as more rods appear. Attack: 30 Damage: 44 Attack: 14 Damage: 32 Attack: 13 Damage: 41 Attack: 21 Damage: 42
"Worried bout what?" he asks, face in her neck
Only the first attack makes it through his shield and directly to him, cutting into his flesh for the first time. He grabs the rod, pulling it out of himself. He decides to cast Reverse Gravity instead.
“Our future… and well… just… our child…” She lies down with them, putting her head to theirs.
Theren counterspells again. "I dont know how many times i'll have to teach you this lesson." he snarls, bringing on a rain of blows. Attack: 13 Damage: 31 Attack: 27 Damage: 41 Attack: 20 Damage: 46 Attack: 21 Damage: 40
Leo looks up at her. "Those...that makes sense.."
All of the attacks once again plink against the shield, “You aren’t teaching me anything other than you’re insane.” He decides to try something different, energy begins to gather around him, the ground shaking.
“I’m just… I’m just scared… for them… for us…” She closes her eyes.
Theren claps his hands, a sound barrier breaking boom. A giant sphere appears around them. "No more magic." he says, casting an anti-magic field
Leo holds her close. "Everything will be okay...i promise..."
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Ye old creator of characters
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
Strangely enough, he begins chuckling, smiling “Good.” He puts down his spellbook, cracking his little knuckle, “I’m not just a god of magic after all.”
“Okay… I love you, do you want to do anything today?” She asks, trying to move my mind away from all that.”
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
'Hey, what ya got there'
He is approached by Drilin, a tall, slim half-elf with a lute strung over his back
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
There is the sound of the sound barrier breaking as Theren comes flying out of nowhere, slamming through a bunch of trees.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
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Strangely enough, he begins chuckling, smiling “Good.” He puts down his spellbook, cracking his little knuckle, “I’m not just a god of magic after all.”
“Okay… I love you, do you want to do anything today?” She asks, trying to move my mind away from all that.”
"Oh, your a god in this universe. Im so scared." he says, mockingly. He cracks his knuckles.
"What about a walk...?"
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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.
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
'Hey, what ya got there'
He is approached by Drilin, a tall, slim half-elf with a lute strung over his back
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
'Hey, what ya got there'
He is approached by Drilin, a tall, slim half-elf with a lute strung over his back
Strangely enough, he begins chuckling, smiling “Good.” He puts down his spellbook, cracking his little knuckle, “I’m not just a god of magic after all.”
“Okay… I love you, do you want to do anything today?” She asks, trying to move my mind away from all that.”
"Oh, your a god in this universe. Im so scared." he says, mockingly. He cracks his knuckles.
"What about a walk...?"
He flicks the air with a finger, shooting at them like a bullet, warping the air to generate immense heat all around them. Make me a Dex save.
Strangely enough, he begins chuckling, smiling “Good.” He puts down his spellbook, cracking his little knuckle, “I’m not just a god of magic after all.”
“Okay… I love you, do you want to do anything today?” She asks, trying to move my mind away from all that.”
"Oh, your a god in this universe. Im so scared." he says, mockingly. He cracks his knuckles.
"What about a walk...?"
He flicks the air with a finger, shooting at them like a bullet, warping the air to generate immense heat all around them. Make me a Dex save.
“Okay…” She gets up, getting dressed for a walk.
DEX: 19
He wraps his arms around her waist, giving her a quick kiss before doing the same
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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.
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
'Hey, what ya got there'
He is approached by Drilin, a tall, slim half-elf with a lute strung over his back
*Sorry, which dude are you addressing?*
*The Kapre*
*Sweet.*
The tree giant looks down at you. He'd probably stand at about ten feet if he stood up but the lanky forest spirit is slouching underneath the branches, his long limbs splayed out like fallen branches. He opens up the fingers of his hand to reveal a massive, brown tarantula sitting in his palm. "I reckon it's a big ol' spider, but what do you think?"
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
'Hey, what ya got there'
He is approached by Drilin, a tall, slim half-elf with a lute strung over his back
*Sorry, which dude are you addressing?*
*The Kapre*
*Sweet.*
The tree giant looks down at you. He'd probably stand at about ten feet if he stood up but the lanky forest spirit is slouching underneath the branches, his long limbs splayed out like fallen branches. He opens up the fingers of his hand to reveal a massive, brown tarantula sitting in his palm. "I reckon it's a big ol' spider, but what do you think?"
'It sure does look like a big old spider. Ya reckon it's poisonous? It seems to like ya, though'
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
There is the sound of the sound barrier breaking as Theren comes flying out of nowhere, slamming through a bunch of trees.
*Idk, if ye missed this or not*
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*Also to answer your question, yes. Sorry i missed that btw*
Fire flickers over his body, burning anything to a crisp. "Ah ah ah. Nice try Tim." he says with a laugh. He waves his hand as more rods appear. Attack: 30 Damage: 44 Attack: 14 Damage: 32 Attack: 13 Damage: 41 Attack: 21 Damage: 42
"Worried bout what?" he asks, face in her neck
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'Hey there, ya ok? Is that your duck?'
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Only the first attack makes it through his shield and directly to him, cutting into his flesh for the first time. He grabs the rod, pulling it out of himself. He decides to cast Reverse Gravity instead.
“Our future… and well… just… our child…” She lies down with them, putting her head to theirs.
"Now, now, don't curse. My name is Elil. I'm not very strong myself, when it comes to fighting. But is combat prowess really the only kind of strength out there? I mean, I command ravenous hordes of Nightmares, each with completely unique skillsets, and they're loyal to a fault, see. That's a kind of power, isn't it? Even if most of them can't fight, isn't that worth something?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Theren counterspells again. "I dont know how many times i'll have to teach you this lesson." he snarls, bringing on a rain of blows. Attack: 18 Damage: 38 Attack: 20 Damage: 41 Attack: 28 Damage: 48 Attack: 25 Damage: 41
Leo looks up at her. "Those...that makes sense.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Shadows that cant fight? Thats useless. If anythin you seem powerless. But you are a first. You'll be interesting to kill." he licks some blood off of his lips in anticipation.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
All of the attacks once again plink against the shield, “You aren’t teaching me anything other than you’re insane.” He decides to try something different, energy begins to gather around him, the ground shaking.
“I’m just… I’m just scared… for them… for us…” She closes her eyes.
Theren claps his hands, a sound barrier breaking boom. A giant sphere appears around them. "No more magic." he says, casting an anti-magic field
Leo holds her close. "Everything will be okay...i promise..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Kapre is sitting under a tree with a cigar in hand. He seems to be staring intently at something furry in the palm of his hand.
The Hodmedod is making a corn husk doll. His flock of crows are ravaging the corn and he regularly has to beat a hungry bird away from his corn husk creation with a gloved hand.
*Cut for Theren.*
Strangely enough, he begins chuckling, smiling “Good.” He puts down his spellbook, cracking his little knuckle, “I’m not just a god of magic after all.”
“Okay… I love you, do you want to do anything today?” She asks, trying to move my mind away from all that.”
'Hey, what ya got there'
He is approached by Drilin, a tall, slim half-elf with a lute strung over his back
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There is the sound of the sound barrier breaking as Theren comes flying out of nowhere, slamming through a bunch of trees.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Oh, your a god in this universe. Im so scared." he says, mockingly. He cracks his knuckles.
"What about a walk...?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sorry, which dude are you addressing?*
*The Kapre*
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He flicks the air with a finger, shooting at them like a bullet, warping the air to generate immense heat all around them. Make me a Dex save.
“Okay…” She gets up, getting dressed for a walk.
DEX: 19
He wraps his arms around her waist, giving her a quick kiss before doing the same
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sweet.*
The tree giant looks down at you. He'd probably stand at about ten feet if he stood up but the lanky forest spirit is slouching underneath the branches, his long limbs splayed out like fallen branches. He opens up the fingers of his hand to reveal a massive, brown tarantula sitting in his palm. "I reckon it's a big ol' spider, but what do you think?"
'It sure does look like a big old spider. Ya reckon it's poisonous? It seems to like ya, though'
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*Idk, if ye missed this or not*
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