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#25234 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

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

#25235 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Gravedigger starts burying the bodies

Brand watches and narrows his eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

"Mn." he grumps

"You say something?"

"None of yer business" he snarls.

"What isn't my business?"

"Anything and everything"

"Why not?"

"Because"

"Because what?"

Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin

#25236 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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#25237 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Gravedigger starts burying the bodies

Brand watches and narrows his eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

"Mn." he grumps

"You say something?"

"None of yer business" he snarls.

"What isn't my business?"

"Anything and everything"

"Why not?"

"Because"

"Because what?"

"because if you keep askin, yer gonna end up with a bullet in your gut"

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

#25238 Jan 31, 2023

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"because if you keep askin, yer gonna end up with a bullet in your gut"

"So you're going to shoot me for no reason?"

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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin

#25239 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

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

#25240 Jan 31, 2023

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"because if you keep askin, yer gonna end up with a bullet in your gut"

"So you're going to shoot me for no reason?"

"Yes"

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

#25241 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#25242 Jan 31, 2023

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"because if you keep askin, yer gonna end up with a bullet in your gut"

"So you're going to shoot me for no reason?"

"Yes"

"Good to know we're on the same page" He keeps digging

Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin

#25243 Jan 31, 2023

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"Mmmm... I see. What do you plan on doing with the hide?"

"Turning into a cape to protect against Peryton claws"

"I see. Only that?"

"It does give someone who wears it a resistance to poison but it has to be subjected to it"

"Ah, makes more sense then. And I am Yacatl. Whom are you?"

"Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet ya" he says and extended a hand

They shake it. "Why the double x?"

Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now

#25244 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

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

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"because if you keep askin, yer gonna end up with a bullet in your gut"

"So you're going to shoot me for no reason?"

"Yes"

"Good to know we're on the same page" He keeps digging

"Now beat it Graverobber, before you become the next one"

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

#25246 Jan 31, 2023

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"Mmmm... I see. What do you plan on doing with the hide?"

"Turning into a cape to protect against Peryton claws"

"I see. Only that?"

"It does give someone who wears it a resistance to poison but it has to be subjected to it"

"Ah, makes more sense then. And I am Yacatl. Whom are you?"

"Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet ya" he says and extended a hand

They shake it. "Why the double x?"

"Its was my dad's last name" he says and chuckles

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

#25247 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

"None of yer friggin business" He says and picks up the skull of someone, flesh still hanging to it.

Adder jumps a bit "Mn?! Oh hey azzy" he says and sighs, seeming tired.

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

#25249 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

"None of yer friggin business" He says and picks up the skull of someone, flesh still hanging to it.

Adder jumps a bit "Mn?! Oh hey azzy" he says and sighs, seeming tired.

"You've murdered an entire village because you disagree with their religion. It just became my business." he replys, knocking the skull out of his hand

"You did great." He smiles, "Need some medical help?"

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

"None of yer friggin business" He says and picks up the skull of someone, flesh still hanging to it.

Adder jumps a bit "Mn?! Oh hey azzy" he says and sighs, seeming tired.

"You've murdered an entire village because you disagree with their religion. It just became my business." he replys, knocking the skull out of his hand

"You did great." He smiles, "Need some medical help?"

"Your right. I did." he says and chuckles ominously "what if i go take yer little student over their and rip him to shreds. Then, while you sleep, ill bring him back to life so you will always be tortured with the thought of why you messed with me"

"Thanks and please..." he says, chuckling. He wraps azazel in a hug and smiles.

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

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

"None of yer friggin business" He says and picks up the skull of someone, flesh still hanging to it.

Adder jumps a bit "Mn?! Oh hey azzy" he says and sighs, seeming tired.

"You've murdered an entire village because you disagree with their religion. It just became my business." he replys, knocking the skull out of his hand

"You did great." He smiles, "Need some medical help?"

"Your right. I did." he says and chuckles ominously "what if i go take yer little student over their and rip him to shreds. Then, while you sleep, ill bring him back to life so you will always be tortured with the thought of why you messed with me"

"Thanks and please..." he says, chuckling. He wraps azazel in a hug and smiles.

"Student?" He seems confused, then looks back at probably the last remaining village dweller, "Oh no, thats just someone i met like... maybe a half hour ago."

Azazel happily returns the hug, helping adder back into the tavern

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#25252 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

"None of yer friggin business" He says and picks up the skull of someone, flesh still hanging to it.

Adder jumps a bit "Mn?! Oh hey azzy" he says and sighs, seeming tired.

"You've murdered an entire village because you disagree with their religion. It just became my business." he replys, knocking the skull out of his hand

"You did great." He smiles, "Need some medical help?"

"Your right. I did." he says and chuckles ominously "what if i go take yer little student over their and rip him to shreds. Then, while you sleep, ill bring him back to life so you will always be tortured with the thought of why you messed with me"

"Thanks and please..." he says, chuckling. He wraps azazel in a hug and smiles.

"Student?" He seems confused, then looks back at probably the last remaining village dweller, "Oh no, thats just someone i met like... maybe a half hour ago."

Azazel happily returns the hug, helping adder back into the tavern

"Mn. Then it will be less pleasurable in killing" he said. He raised his hand as a bolt of necrotic energy bursted from his palm (Make a DEX save)

"Thank you" he says and chuckles.

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

#25253 Jan 31, 2023

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The Brand is tearing down people who stand in his way in a small cultist village. He is bathed in blood as if he had swam in the deepest chamber of the heart.

Adder is fighting a death knight who came for a bounty on his head. Adder is covered in thick black bruises and deep red cuts. Adder grips his Firestone sword, it gleamed with black ooze that was the blood of the undead in front of him.

Jackson is curing peryton hide while an Unseen Servant sews up a deep cut on his back. The armor had taken most of the damage but Jackson's flesh was ripped right through.

A more normal seeming person watches his path of carnage through the village, sitting with a young initiate

Azazel watches the fight, letting adder handle himself while also being prepared to step in if things get dangerous

Brand grabs his blade from the blood-stained dirt and grunts like a wild animal finding prey.

Adder jumps back from a hellish fire orb that explodes in front of him, snarling.

The man and the initiate are sharing conversation

Azazel is waving a flag with adder's name like a sport event

The Brand narrows his eyes behind his mask and picks up a, somehow still-alive, body. The man whimpers as he clings to a talisman with the visage of a angel on it.

Adder plunges his blade into the Death Knight and cursed in infernal as hellish fire springs up around the knight, turning his armor into white-hot mtal.

The man watches, the initiate seeming to beg him to go help. With a sigh, he stands, walking over, "Hey, mind telling me why you're tearing this place apart?"

"Woo! Kick it's tin can!" Azazel cheers

"Because i can" He grumbles "frigging angel worshippers who think they are gettin into heaven. What a load of (GP)."

Adder gets distracted by Azazel and is, once again, sent flying into a tree.

"Ah, you're a zealot, great." He sighs again, "Look, can you let the man go?"

"Oop- Sorry!"

The Brand chuckles and plunges his dagger into the man's neck. The man lets out a whimper before falling dead quiet. Brand throws the body at the man "There. He'll be quiet for you now"

"Im... all good" he says and raises himself up, leaning against the tree.

The initiate seems mortified, while the man seems mostly annoyed, "Not even in the ballpark of what i was asking."

Azazel keeps watching, a bolt forming in his hand just incase

"Not my job to care" Brand says and sheathes his dagger.

Adder snarls as he unleashes a flurry of sword-strikes at the Death Knight, each burning brightly as fire engulfs the Knight.

"Well mister, demon worshipper imma guess, " His hand calmly goes to a handle on his belt, "I would like you to leave and make peace with the people you've murdered."

Azazel quietly cheers him on

He clicks his tongue "I am no such thing. I just kill the ones who need to be killed by my higher-ups." he says "and, politely, i will not"

Adder jams the blade into the visor of the helm as the Death Knight goes limp and falls to the ground. Adder huffs, regaining his breath.

"Is your higher up infernal or undead?" he asks, "Cause they're really the only sort who would attack a defensless village."

Azazel pops up beside him, grinning, "That was amazing!"

"None of yer friggin business" He says and picks up the skull of someone, flesh still hanging to it.

Adder jumps a bit "Mn?! Oh hey azzy" he says and sighs, seeming tired.

"You've murdered an entire village because you disagree with their religion. It just became my business." he replys, knocking the skull out of his hand

"You did great." He smiles, "Need some medical help?"

"Your right. I did." he says and chuckles ominously "what if i go take yer little student over their and rip him to shreds. Then, while you sleep, ill bring him back to life so you will always be tortured with the thought of why you messed with me"

"Thanks and please..." he says, chuckling. He wraps azazel in a hug and smiles.

"Student?" He seems confused, then looks back at probably the last remaining village dweller, "Oh no, thats just someone i met like... maybe a half hour ago."

Azazel happily returns the hug, helping adder back into the tavern

"Mn. Then it will be less pleasurable in killing" he said. He raised his hand as a bolt of necrotic energy bursted from his palm (Make a DEX save)

"Thank you" he says and chuckles.

(Is it a spell?)

"You're very welcome my valient tiefling"

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND