"I beg to differ. Where is the doom and gloom that surrounded you?"
"Gone now." he says, a small smile on his face.
*theren,have you really not noticed my PM?*
THEREN! are you ignoring me?!
*rule 4:
4. Respect one another, please, it sucks to see people trying to have fun and then others just arguing about how their lore is different from other people's lore, Don't do personal jabs or threaten each other, that's not cool.
Hey, if he doesn't see his PMs, maybe pestering him won't get anything done*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I beg to differ. Where is the doom and gloom that surrounded you?"
"Gone now." he says, a small smile on his face.
*theren,have you really not noticed my PM?*
THEREN! are you ignoring me?!
*rule 4:
4. Respect one another, please, it sucks to see people trying to have fun and then others just arguing about how their lore is different from other people's lore, Don't do personal jabs or threaten each other, that's not cool.
Hey, if he doesn't see his PMs, maybe pestering him won't get anything done*
*I wasn't threatening, i was just being annoyed as he seems to be deliberately ignoring me.*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"I beg to differ. Where is the doom and gloom that surrounded you?"
"Gone now." he says, a small smile on his face.
*theren,have you really not noticed my PM?*
THEREN! are you ignoring me?!
*rule 4:
4. Respect one another, please, it sucks to see people trying to have fun and then others just arguing about how their lore is different from other people's lore, Don't do personal jabs or threaten each other, that's not cool.
Hey, if he doesn't see his PMs, maybe pestering him won't get anything done*
*I wasn't threatening, i was just being annoyed as he seems to be deliberately ignoring me.*
*People can be like that, you just got to accept that sometimes*
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"I would, if I had the power. As I have said, I am a very minor god."
Theren smiles a bit. "You know, just because your a minor god doesn't mean your not powerful."
"Of course not. But what is a god with no disciples? Or no clerics? Few believe I exist, and so I only can change a few things."
"Maybe i can help ya out."
Sivran gestures to the altar from where he sits. "Go for it."
Theren places his hand on the altar, closing his eyes, letting himself connect with it
The reassuring feeling he felt earlier seems to resonate and swell, and the mist he sees with truesight flows further away from the base of the altar. When he turns back to look at Sivran, the dryad is dressed in slightly nicer robes and has a grin on his face. "Another believer."
Theren nods. "I could be one of your clerics...if needed."
"A cleric... Hah!" Sivran grins. "I have no power to bestow. However..." Sivran curls his hand shut, and opens it, revealing a flower growing from his palm. "I am closer to this power than before. Thank you."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Barachiel stumbles over to him. "I remember you. From before."
The Solar studies the angel. "I can accept as such. My memories are not as great as they should be. What is your name, again?"
"Barachiel. But my memories are not great as well. I thought you were a deva."
They nod. "I was. And please," Let us talk about such matters over telepathy. "these people need not trouble themselves with such things."
*How do I turn italics off its really buggy for me* Fine, how have you been, old... friend.
*control I again*
I am adequate. I am nearly done with these villagers, healing and accompany them. Soon, I shall rain down judgement upon the Clones, and all shall approach perfection.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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*theren,have you really not noticed my PM?*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"What? Is being happy a bad thing?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Its a deviation. Who knows where this could lead!"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
THEREN! are you ignoring me?!
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"It could lead to me having a better bloody life."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Change, scary I know."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*rule 4:
4. Respect one another, please, it sucks to see people trying to have fun and then others just arguing about how their lore is different from other people's lore, Don't do personal jabs or threaten each other, that's not cool.
Hey, if he doesn't see his PMs, maybe pestering him won't get anything done*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Its not a bad thing."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Mmm... Sure. So what happened?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I'd rather not talk about it."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I wasn't threatening, i was just being annoyed as he seems to be deliberately ignoring me.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*People can be like that, you just got to accept that sometimes*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They shrug, sitting down next to them. "So who are you, Theren?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Someone who tries and fails to outrun his past."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*gtg, be back in a few hours*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"A cleric... Hah!" Sivran grins. "I have no power to bestow. However..." Sivran curls his hand shut, and opens it, revealing a flower growing from his palm. "I am closer to this power than before. Thank you."
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Perfection? An ignoble goal.
"Not much, though I'm good with a needle."
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Is perfect reachable? No, but should it be strived for? Yes
"Good, I can use another hand on the stitching. You are not nauseous around blood, are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm... seems like you accepted it. Is that not the best we could hope for?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Perhaps. But beware of straying too far, Raphael, for I have seen too many ready to cleanse uniqueness in the pursuit of white and clean perfection.
"Of course not, where can I wash my hands?"
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.