"Please. Do not make me use force." The machine does not move.
Ulgar reaches down, snapping, awakening the commoner. As he stares into the pesants eyes, he charms them.
"See, now he loves me, or she. I don't really care." "Um... what happened? Oh, you... what happened, I remember you attacking me but... but... your my friend." As the charm takes hold
She charges toward the peasant. "Allow me to demonstrate."
She sweeps the saw at the random innocent, grinding it into them to create a massive mess.
"Uhh..." The boy grimaces at the attempted smile. "It's like... a mixture of magic and engineering? Mostly used to make weapons, like my bat." He hefts the bat in his hands. "This thing was originally a Hextech clock hand, but I repurposed it."
Ooo, sounds fun. Is it like Hexblades? Hexblades are fun. The voice continues, as the golem circles around the newcomer, inspecting them
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"I have plenty to hide," he gives a chuckle that sounds straight out of the Mariana Trench. "But I was asking what you were doing with that sheet."
"Oh, I was debating what to make for a customer. I don't know, maybe ghost like you... but thats a bit too standard." Yacatl replies, deeply unnerved by this strange bird
"A ghost? Bah! That looks nothing like a ghost. That looks like a tablecloth. I'm as flesh and blood as the next spirit but I've flown with many ghosts and rescued countless souls from the waves. I'll show you a true ghost." He opens his beak and lets three shining pearls fall to the ground. The tiny sea-crystals shimmer at your feet like tears shed by the moon.
Yacatl steps back, examining the pearls. They snap their fingers, summoning a mage hand to pick up one. "You... your very strange, but I guess who here isn't."
*Detect Magic*
"It takes a good deal of strange to survive this weird world." says the Pelican in his harsh voice.
The pearls shimmer with the hues of necromancy. "Be gentle. Those are the ghosts of three drowned sailors. They were the sole casualties of a shipwreck in the northern sea. The rest of the crew were rescued but the cold got to these ones before the lifeboats could. They sunk to the bottom of the ocean and drifted about, shivering in the darkness for ages on end and slowly curling tighter and tight in on themselves to keep themselves warm. They've curled so tight now that they've compressed into these beautiful sea gems. Three frigid little pearls. They are lucky I found them."
"Please. Do not make me use force." The machine does not move.
Ulgar reaches down, snapping, awakening the commoner. As he stares into the pesants eyes, he charms them.
"See, now he loves me, or she. I don't really care." "Um... what happened? Oh, you... what happened, I remember you attacking me but... but... your my friend." As the charm takes hold
She charges toward the peasant. "Allow me to demonstrate."
She sweeps the saw at the random innocent, grinding it into them to create a massive mess.
Ulgar looks at the machine, then at the guts and gore. "You know, you make a convincing argument. Why don't I merely copy what your doing. You know, evicerate a commoner."
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"I have plenty to hide," he gives a chuckle that sounds straight out of the Mariana Trench. "But I was asking what you were doing with that sheet."
"Oh, I was debating what to make for a customer. I don't know, maybe ghost like you... but thats a bit too standard." Yacatl replies, deeply unnerved by this strange bird
"A ghost? Bah! That looks nothing like a ghost. That looks like a tablecloth. I'm as flesh and blood as the next spirit but I've flown with many ghosts and rescued countless souls from the waves. I'll show you a true ghost." He opens his beak and lets three shining pearls fall to the ground. The tiny sea-crystals shimmer at your feet like tears shed by the moon.
Yacatl steps back, examining the pearls. They snap their fingers, summoning a mage hand to pick up one. "You... your very strange, but I guess who here isn't."
*Detect Magic*
"It takes a good deal of strange to survive this weird world." says the Pelican in his harsh voice.
The pearls shimmer with the hues of necromancy. "Be gentle. Those are the ghosts of three drowned sailors. They were the sole casualties of a shipwreck in the northern sea. The rest of the crew were rescued but the cold got to these ones before the lifeboats could. They sunk to the bottom of the ocean and drifted about, shivering in the darkness for ages on end and slowly curling tighter and tight in on themselves to keep themselves warm. They've curled so tight now that they've compressed into these beautiful sea gems. Three frigid little pearls. They are lucky I found them."
Yacatl is debating between their curiosity as an artificer and their cowardice. "Are you a psychopomp?"
Ulgar looks at the machine, then at the guts and gore. "You know, you make a convincing argument. Why don't I merely copy what your doing. You know, evicerate a commoner."
"Because if you attempt to do so, I will intercept the attack, pin you with a large blade, then open your skull and remove your brain."
Ulgar looks at the machine, then at the guts and gore. "You know, you make a convincing argument. Why don't I merely copy what your doing. You know, evicerate a commoner."
"Because if you attempt to do so, I will intercept the attack, pin you with a large blade, then open your skull and remove your brain."
"No fair! You know, your ruining the prospects of your company, whatever it is. You've already lost a costumer." They motion to the pile of viscera.
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"It takes a good deal of strange to survive this weird world." says the Pelican in his harsh voice.
The pearls shimmer with the hues of necromancy. "Be gentle. Those are the ghosts of three drowned sailors. They were the sole casualties of a shipwreck in the northern sea. The rest of the crew were rescued but the cold got to these ones before the lifeboats could. They sunk to the bottom of the ocean and drifted about, shivering in the darkness for ages on end and slowly curling tighter and tight in on themselves to keep themselves warm. They've curled so tight now that they've compressed into these beautiful sea gems. Three frigid little pearls. They are lucky I found them."
Yacatl is debating between their curiosity as an artificer and their cowardice. "Are you a psychopomp?"
He looks up from the pearls at you and you see a twinkle in his eye. The sort of twinkle only seen flashing beneath the waves. "If that's what you want to call it."
"It takes a good deal of strange to survive this weird world." says the Pelican in his harsh voice.
The pearls shimmer with the hues of necromancy. "Be gentle. Those are the ghosts of three drowned sailors. They were the sole casualties of a shipwreck in the northern sea. The rest of the crew were rescued but the cold got to these ones before the lifeboats could. They sunk to the bottom of the ocean and drifted about, shivering in the darkness for ages on end and slowly curling tighter and tight in on themselves to keep themselves warm. They've curled so tight now that they've compressed into these beautiful sea gems. Three frigid little pearls. They are lucky I found them."
Yacatl is debating between their curiosity as an artificer and their cowardice. "Are you a psychopomp?"
He looks up from the pearls at you and you see a twinkle in his eye. The sort of twinkle only seen flashing beneath the waves. "If that's what you want to call it."
"Oh, oh... OH." They say, stepping back. "Um... a pleasure to meet you, sir... or ma'am... or whatever."
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He looks up from the pearls at you and you see a twinkle in his eye. The sort of twinkle only seen flashing beneath the waves. "If that's what you want to call it."
"Oh, oh... OH." They say, stepping back. "Um... a pleasure to meet you, sir... or ma'am... or whatever."
His plumage poofs up with no small sense of pride. "A pleasure to meet you too. You needn't worry that I've come to scoop up your soul. You look like yo have it coming to you, but I deal in the deaths of the sea."
He looks up from the pearls at you and you see a twinkle in his eye. The sort of twinkle only seen flashing beneath the waves. "If that's what you want to call it."
"Oh, oh... OH." They say, stepping back. "Um... a pleasure to meet you, sir... or ma'am... or whatever."
His plumage poofs up with no small sense of pride. "A pleasure to meet you too. You needn't worry that I've come to scoop up your soul. You look like yo have it coming to you, but I deal in the deaths of the sea."
"Ah, got it... Yeah, I live a risky life... even more so if I had the courage to take a stand." They say, fretting over a scar on their neck. "What brings you so far from the sea then?"
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"Acceptable loss. The lives of the few do not outweigh the lives of the many, especially when said few are unlikely to survive in the first place."
She speaks matter-of-factly, as though this were not a subject that uncountable people have argued about since forever.
"So... if I kill some of the few to satiate my bloodlust to spare the lives of the many?"
She thinks for a moment. "You already stated that you did not have a life. So killing you would be infinitely better than losing a single human life. Still, I do not wish to cause more damage than Cornucopia Corp deems necessary."
"Acceptable loss. The lives of the few do not outweigh the lives of the many, especially when said few are unlikely to survive in the first place."
She speaks matter-of-factly, as though this were not a subject that uncountable people have argued about since forever.
"So... if I kill some of the few to satiate my bloodlust to spare the lives of the many?"
She thinks for a moment. "You already stated that you did not have a life. So killing you would be infinitely better than losing a single human life. Still, I do not wish to cause more damage than Cornucopia Corp deems necessary."
"And yet I am a Vampire, my death causes my spawn to grow restless, to grow in vengeance." They threaten
*Insight check if you want*
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His plumage poofs up with no small sense of pride. "A pleasure to meet you too. You needn't worry that I've come to scoop up your soul. You look like yo have it coming to you, but I deal in the deaths of the sea."
"Ah, got it... Yeah, I live a risky life... even more so if I had the courage to take a stand." They say, fretting over a scar on their neck. "What brings you so far from the sea then?"
"The wind. I fell asleep on the wing and ended up... wherever I am now." He bobs his beak towards you, "The neck's a close scrape. I understand that's an important part to have intact. How'd you manage that?"
She thinks for a moment. "You already stated that you did not have a life. So killing you would be infinitely better than losing a single human life. Still, I do not wish to cause more damage than Cornucopia Corp deems necessary."
"And yet I am a Vampire, my death causes my spawn to grow restless, to grow in vengeance." They threaten
His plumage poofs up with no small sense of pride. "A pleasure to meet you too. You needn't worry that I've come to scoop up your soul. You look like yo have it coming to you, but I deal in the deaths of the sea."
"Ah, got it... Yeah, I live a risky life... even more so if I had the courage to take a stand." They say, fretting over a scar on their neck. "What brings you so far from the sea then?"
"The wind. I fell asleep on the wing and ended up... wherever I am now." He bobs his beak towards you, "The neck's a close scrape. I understand that's an important part to have intact. How'd you manage that?"
"A... a friend of mine was threatened with vampirism. Until he was healed... he required subsistence." They explain, as they stare off to a nonexistence figure. "I hope he still is well."
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She thinks for a moment. "You already stated that you did not have a life. So killing you would be infinitely better than losing a single human life. Still, I do not wish to cause more damage than Cornucopia Corp deems necessary."
"And yet I am a Vampire, my death causes my spawn to grow restless, to grow in vengeance." They threaten
*Insight check if you want*
"They are not alive either. Cease and desist."
*She doesn't care, even if I do.*
*Also her Insight is terrible*
"What stops me from killing you were you stand?"
*Well its merely that he's bluffing. Ulgar is a bully. He is a terror to the lower classes, but when he meets his equal, he has no spine*
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She charges toward the peasant. "Allow me to demonstrate."
She sweeps the saw at the random innocent, grinding it into them to create a massive mess.
Attack: 15 Damage: 17 Slashing
Attack: 29 Damage: 25 Slashing
Attack: 22 Damage: 25 Slashing
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Ooo, sounds fun. Is it like Hexblades? Hexblades are fun. The voice continues, as the golem circles around the newcomer, inspecting them
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"It takes a good deal of strange to survive this weird world." says the Pelican in his harsh voice.
The pearls shimmer with the hues of necromancy. "Be gentle. Those are the ghosts of three drowned sailors. They were the sole casualties of a shipwreck in the northern sea. The rest of the crew were rescued but the cold got to these ones before the lifeboats could. They sunk to the bottom of the ocean and drifted about, shivering in the darkness for ages on end and slowly curling tighter and tight in on themselves to keep themselves warm. They've curled so tight now that they've compressed into these beautiful sea gems. Three frigid little pearls. They are lucky I found them."
They die.
Ulgar looks at the machine, then at the guts and gore. "You know, you make a convincing argument. Why don't I merely copy what your doing. You know, evicerate a commoner."
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Yacatl is debating between their curiosity as an artificer and their cowardice. "Are you a psychopomp?"
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"Because if you attempt to do so, I will intercept the attack, pin you with a large blade, then open your skull and remove your brain."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"No fair! You know, your ruining the prospects of your company, whatever it is. You've already lost a costumer." They motion to the pile of viscera.
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He looks up from the pearls at you and you see a twinkle in his eye. The sort of twinkle only seen flashing beneath the waves. "If that's what you want to call it."
"Oh, oh... OH." They say, stepping back. "Um... a pleasure to meet you, sir... or ma'am... or whatever."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
His plumage poofs up with no small sense of pride. "A pleasure to meet you too. You needn't worry that I've come to scoop up your soul. You look like yo have it coming to you, but I deal in the deaths of the sea."
"Acceptable loss. The lives of the few do not outweigh the lives of the many, especially when said few are unlikely to survive in the first place."
She speaks matter-of-factly, as though this were not a subject that uncountable people have argued about since forever.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Ah, got it... Yeah, I live a risky life... even more so if I had the courage to take a stand." They say, fretting over a scar on their neck. "What brings you so far from the sea then?"
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"So... if I kill some of the few to satiate my bloodlust to spare the lives of the many?"
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She thinks for a moment. "You already stated that you did not have a life. So killing you would be infinitely better than losing a single human life. Still, I do not wish to cause more damage than Cornucopia Corp deems necessary."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"And yet I am a Vampire, my death causes my spawn to grow restless, to grow in vengeance." They threaten
*Insight check if you want*
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"The wind. I fell asleep on the wing and ended up... wherever I am now." He bobs his beak towards you, "The neck's a close scrape. I understand that's an important part to have intact. How'd you manage that?"
"They are not alive either. Cease and desist."
*She doesn't care, even if I do.*
*Also her Insight is terrible*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"A... a friend of mine was threatened with vampirism. Until he was healed... he required subsistence." They explain, as they stare off to a nonexistence figure. "I hope he still is well."
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"What stops me from killing you were you stand?"
*Well its merely that he's bluffing. Ulgar is a bully. He is a terror to the lower classes, but when he meets his equal, he has no spine*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now