They find themselves in what looks like some sort of archive. Shredded, burned books lie everwhere. The shelves are made of flesh, as are the display cases. Various relics are visible, but nothing immediately recognizable. An arcanaloth wearing a gold ring with a massive ruby is picking up books and trying to arrange them neatly before the next group of dretches comes in.
*Are we using the original stat blocks for the Dretches and Arcanaloth?*
Stroth walks over to the Arcanaloth and waves "Hello there! Where are we? Haven't been here before."
The arcanaloth looks up, then sees the Pit Fiend and Rend, and looks like he's about to book it. Then he checks his watch. His shift isn't over yet.
"Er, you're in the Flesh Forges. Specifically, the Archives, where we keep the recipes for all the lesser demons. They get destroyed a lot. Feel free to take some, I'm just paid to organize em', not protect em."
Rend pipes up. That's Clarify. I can smell it. On his claw.
They find themselves in what looks like some sort of archive. Shredded, burned books lie everwhere. The shelves are made of flesh, as are the display cases. Various relics are visible, but nothing immediately recognizable. An arcanaloth wearing a gold ring with a massive ruby is picking up books and trying to arrange them neatly before the next group of dretches comes in.
*Are we using the original stat blocks for the Dretches and Arcanaloth?*
Stroth walks over to the Arcanaloth and waves "Hello there! Where are we? Haven't been here before."
The arcanaloth looks up, then sees the Pit Fiend and Rend, and looks like he's about to book it. Then he checks his watch. His shift isn't over yet.
"Er, you're in the Flesh Forges. Specifically, the Archives, where we keep the recipes for all the lesser demons. They get destroyed a lot. Feel free to take some, I'm just paid to organize em', not protect em."
Rend pipes up. That's Clarify. I can smell it. On his claw.
Jackson nods and pipes up "That ring. How much are you willing to part with it for? Name your price?" He said and stepped forward.
They find themselves in what looks like some sort of archive. Shredded, burned books lie everwhere. The shelves are made of flesh, as are the display cases. Various relics are visible, but nothing immediately recognizable. An arcanaloth wearing a gold ring with a massive ruby is picking up books and trying to arrange them neatly before the next group of dretches comes in.
*Are we using the original stat blocks for the Dretches and Arcanaloth?*
Stroth walks over to the Arcanaloth and waves "Hello there! Where are we? Haven't been here before."
The arcanaloth looks up, then sees the Pit Fiend and Rend, and looks like he's about to book it. Then he checks his watch. His shift isn't over yet.
"Er, you're in the Flesh Forges. Specifically, the Archives, where we keep the recipes for all the lesser demons. They get destroyed a lot. Feel free to take some, I'm just paid to organize em', not protect em."
Rend pipes up. That's Clarify. I can smell it. On his claw.
Jackson nods and pipes up "That ring. How much are you willing to part with it for? Name your price?" He said and stepped forward.
"I'm afraid I'm not allowed to... wait. Name my price, you say? How about... 800,000 gold for this bauble? It's very powerful. Made in these very forges. An artifact, actually. That pig splitter you got, it's the other half of it. Probably what brought you here. When wielded together, you turn into an unstoppable pig monster. Very scary. Killed a couple Pit F- er, powerful fiends, no issue."
They find themselves in what looks like some sort of archive. Shredded, burned books lie everwhere. The shelves are made of flesh, as are the display cases. Various relics are visible, but nothing immediately recognizable. An arcanaloth wearing a gold ring with a massive ruby is picking up books and trying to arrange them neatly before the next group of dretches comes in.
*Are we using the original stat blocks for the Dretches and Arcanaloth?*
Stroth walks over to the Arcanaloth and waves "Hello there! Where are we? Haven't been here before."
The arcanaloth looks up, then sees the Pit Fiend and Rend, and looks like he's about to book it. Then he checks his watch. His shift isn't over yet.
"Er, you're in the Flesh Forges. Specifically, the Archives, where we keep the recipes for all the lesser demons. They get destroyed a lot. Feel free to take some, I'm just paid to organize em', not protect em."
Rend pipes up. That's Clarify. I can smell it. On his claw.
Jackson nods and pipes up "That ring. How much are you willing to part with it for? Name your price?" He said and stepped forward.
"I'm afraid I'm not allowed to... wait. Name my price, you say? How about... 800,000 gold for this bauble? It's very powerful. Made in these very forges. An artifact, actually. That pig splitter you got, it's the other half of it. Probably what brought you here. When wielded together, you turn into an unstoppable pig monster. Very scary. Killed a couple Pit F- er, powerful fiends, no issue."
The Pit Fiend that carries Sinclair grumbles, narrowing its eyes. Sinclair 'hmph'ed and tilted her head "Navrit didn't like that. Please refrain from that talk. He had no part in the wars and doesn't wish to be added to it."
Jackson sighed and pulled out his bag of holding. He pulls forth five large diamonds, about the size of a goliath's fist, and 10 gold bars. "Is this okay?"
The Pit Fiend that carries Sinclair grumbles, narrowing its eyes. Sinclair 'hmph'ed and tilted her head "Navrit didn't like that. Please refrain from that talk. He had no part in the wars and doesn't wish to be added to it."
Jackson sighed and pulled out his bag of holding. He pulls forth five large diamonds, about the size of a goliath's fist, and 10 gold bars. "Is this okay?"
The arcanaloth grabs the stuff and tosses the ring into the air before Plane Shifting back to Gehenna. "Nice doing business with you!"
Grab it! If it hits the ground they'll know it's us!
The Pit Fiend that carries Sinclair grumbles, narrowing its eyes. Sinclair 'hmph'ed and tilted her head "Navrit didn't like that. Please refrain from that talk. He had no part in the wars and doesn't wish to be added to it."
Jackson sighed and pulled out his bag of holding. He pulls forth five large diamonds, about the size of a goliath's fist, and 10 gold bars. "Is this okay?"
The arcanaloth grabs the stuff and tosses the ring into the air before Plane Shifting back to Gehenna. "Nice doing business with you!"
Grab it! If it hits the ground they'll know it's us!
Stroth smiles and catches it with ease, his arm seeming to extend a few joints to do so. Jack breathes a sigh of relief as Stroth hands it to him.
The Pit Fiend that carries Sinclair grumbles, narrowing its eyes. Sinclair 'hmph'ed and tilted her head "Navrit didn't like that. Please refrain from that talk. He had no part in the wars and doesn't wish to be added to it."
Jackson sighed and pulled out his bag of holding. He pulls forth five large diamonds, about the size of a goliath's fist, and 10 gold bars. "Is this okay?"
The arcanaloth grabs the stuff and tosses the ring into the air before Plane Shifting back to Gehenna. "Nice doing business with you!"
Grab it! If it hits the ground they'll know it's us!
Stroth smiles and catches it with ease, his arm seeming to extend a few joints to do so. Jack breathes a sigh of relief as Stroth hands it to him.
Jack feels a sudden surge of almost uncontrollable power as he touches both Rend and Clarify.
Almost whole... I just need flesh... a pig would probably be appropriate.
Ed is standing on the wall, I mean in the wall, I-i mean next to the wall, writing on it with chalk.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Anastasius is having lunch alone like he usually does
Kylar is fighting a headless knight, turns out it had a sword
-potential intro soon if I don't hate my character I made in that time-
Xan is sitting outside smoking. He dressed in a black, form-fitting, crop top, a white leather jacket, satin black pants, and platform heels.
Anastasius (if you can think up a nickname for him, totally send me that, it's a lovely name but so long) seems to think about something for a moment, then walks over to xan, sitting beside him,
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*Tired as well. I have to work till 10 tonight.*
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
*oof*
psychopath ^-^
The arcanaloth looks up, then sees the Pit Fiend and Rend, and looks like he's about to book it. Then he checks his watch. His shift isn't over yet.
"Er, you're in the Flesh Forges. Specifically, the Archives, where we keep the recipes for all the lesser demons. They get destroyed a lot. Feel free to take some, I'm just paid to organize em', not protect em."
Rend pipes up. That's Clarify. I can smell it. On his claw.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*BRB*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Jackson nods and pipes up "That ring. How much are you willing to part with it for? Name your price?" He said and stepped forward.
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
*good hellos my friends!*
"I'm afraid I'm not allowed to... wait. Name my price, you say? How about... 800,000 gold for this bauble? It's very powerful. Made in these very forges. An artifact, actually. That pig splitter you got, it's the other half of it. Probably what brought you here. When wielded together, you turn into an unstoppable pig monster. Very scary. Killed a couple Pit F- er, powerful fiends, no issue."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hoi*
psychopath ^-^
*Howdy atk*
The Pit Fiend that carries Sinclair grumbles, narrowing its eyes. Sinclair 'hmph'ed and tilted her head "Navrit didn't like that. Please refrain from that talk. He had no part in the wars and doesn't wish to be added to it."
Jackson sighed and pulled out his bag of holding. He pulls forth five large diamonds, about the size of a goliath's fist, and 10 gold bars. "Is this okay?"
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
The arcanaloth grabs the stuff and tosses the ring into the air before Plane Shifting back to Gehenna. "Nice doing business with you!"
Grab it! If it hits the ground they'll know it's us!
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*open chars?*
psychopath ^-^
Stroth smiles and catches it with ease, his arm seeming to extend a few joints to do so. Jack breathes a sigh of relief as Stroth hands it to him.
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
*hmmm, characters for rn*
Anastasius is having lunch alone like he usually does
Kylar is fighting a headless knight, turns out it had a sword
-potential intro soon if I don't hate my character I made in that time-
(I know that feeling)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jack feels a sudden surge of almost uncontrollable power as he touches both Rend and Clarify.
Almost whole... I just need flesh... a pig would probably be appropriate.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Yeeee, it's hard)
Xan is sitting outside smoking. He dressed in a black, form-fitting, crop top, a white leather jacket, satin black pants, and platform heels.
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
Makko is sitting at the bar eating fruit
Ed is standing on the wall, I mean in the wall, I-i mean next to the wall, writing on it with chalk.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Anastasius (if you can think up a nickname for him, totally send me that, it's a lovely name but so long) seems to think about something for a moment, then walks over to xan, sitting beside him,