They nod. Most interesting. You connected with the ore?
The ore? Oh, yeah, the meteorite! Yeah, I'm connected to that, but not very much. It isn't very smart yet, so it doesn't understand what I'm trying to say to it.
They nod. Yeah, I'll try to get it forged but we shall see.
*It wanted to be turned into daggers, correct?*
Perhaps talk to Zarznac? If he could build a tower like me, I'm sure he could teach you how to forge some knives.
They nod. Most interesting. You connected with the ore?
The ore? Oh, yeah, the meteorite! Yeah, I'm connected to that, but not very much. It isn't very smart yet, so it doesn't understand what I'm trying to say to it.
They nod. Yeah, I'll try to get it forged but we shall see.
*It wanted to be turned into daggers, correct?*
Perhaps talk to Zarznac? If he could build a tower like me, I'm sure he could teach you how to forge some knives.
*A knife set, so very close*
They nod. Got it. Who is Zarznac?
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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
Before the clone base a large tall muscular figure appears. Six wings sprout from their back, each one flaming with divine fire. A mane of firery scarlet red hair runs down from their head, with said head having two piercing emerald eyes. The figure holds a Spear in one hand and a firery great sword in the other. The figure hovers in mid air, booming out a warning to all the stormtroopers
"Behold, the Justice of the Many comes. For the destruction of the Jedi Temple, for the absence of mercy for the 'Sith', for the occupation of land, and most importantly, for the burning of the Village nearby, I decree justice upon all. Those who regret their actions shall be granted forgiveness, put down your weapons and run. Those who regret not their actions shall be cleansed, such is the judgement decreed."
The angel waits to see if any do regret and flee. They sense those who flee, but do not regret their actions.
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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
They nod. Most interesting. You connected with the ore?
The ore? Oh, yeah, the meteorite! Yeah, I'm connected to that, but not very much. It isn't very smart yet, so it doesn't understand what I'm trying to say to it.
They nod. Yeah, I'll try to get it forged but we shall see.
*It wanted to be turned into daggers, correct?*
Perhaps talk to Zarznac? If he could build a tower like me, I'm sure he could teach you how to forge some knives.
*A knife set, so very close*
They nod. Got it. Who is Zarznac?
The Nightmare Prince! He's one of the Twin Horrors who watch over the Gloaming Kingdom. An artificial god, you could say.
Before the clone base a large tall muscular figure appears. Six wings sprout from their back, each one flaming with divine fire. A mane of firery scarlet red hair runs down from their head, with said head having two piercing emerald eyes. The figure holds a Spear in one hand and a firery great sword in the other. The figure hovers in mid air, booming out a warning to all the stormtroopers
"Behold, the Justice of the Many comes. For the destruction of the Jedi Temple, for the absence of mercy for the 'Sith', for the occupation of land, and most importantly, for the burning of the Village nearby, I decree justice upon all. Those who regret their actions shall be granted forgiveness, put down your weapons and run. Those who regret not their actions shall be cleansed, such is the judgement decreed."
The angel waits to see if any do regret and flee. They sense those who flee, but do not regret their actions.
The troopers all shout as one, firing their full might on the thing
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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.
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.
They nod. Most interesting. You connected with the ore?
The ore? Oh, yeah, the meteorite! Yeah, I'm connected to that, but not very much. It isn't very smart yet, so it doesn't understand what I'm trying to say to it.
They nod. Yeah, I'll try to get it forged but we shall see.
*It wanted to be turned into daggers, correct?*
Perhaps talk to Zarznac? If he could build a tower like me, I'm sure he could teach you how to forge some knives.
*A knife set, so very close*
They nod. Got it. Who is Zarznac?
The Nightmare Prince! He's one of the Twin Horrors who watch over the Gloaming Kingdom. An artificial god, you could say.
They nod. Most interesting. You connected with the ore?
The ore? Oh, yeah, the meteorite! Yeah, I'm connected to that, but not very much. It isn't very smart yet, so it doesn't understand what I'm trying to say to it.
They nod. Yeah, I'll try to get it forged but we shall see.
*It wanted to be turned into daggers, correct?*
Perhaps talk to Zarznac? If he could build a tower like me, I'm sure he could teach you how to forge some knives.
*A knife set, so very close*
They nod. Got it. Who is Zarznac?
The Nightmare Prince! He's one of the Twin Horrors who watch over the Gloaming Kingdom. An artificial god, you could say.
Most interesting. Where is he?
I dunno. Since you asked, he's probably going to show up soon. He can perceive through the senses of his nightmare towers.
Before the clone base a large tall muscular figure appears. Six wings sprout from their back, each one flaming with divine fire. A mane of firery scarlet red hair runs down from their head, with said head having two piercing emerald eyes. The figure holds a Spear in one hand and a firery great sword in the other. The figure hovers in mid air, booming out a warning to all the stormtroopers
"Behold, the Justice of the Many comes. For the destruction of the Jedi Temple, for the absence of mercy for the 'Sith', for the occupation of land, and most importantly, for the burning of the Village nearby, I decree justice upon all. Those who regret their actions shall be granted forgiveness, put down your weapons and run. Those who regret not their actions shall be cleansed, such is the judgement decreed."
The angel waits to see if any do regret and flee. They sense those who flee, but do not regret their actions.
The troopers all shout as one, firing their full might on the thing
*No one runs?*
"So you stand." The angel says, before they manifest two more sets of arms and begin to throw down numerous holy spears
26, damage: 14 piercing plus 22 radiant damage 16, damage: 14 piercing plus 27 radiant damage 29, damage: 12 piercing plus 27 radiant damage 25, damage: 18 piercing plus 33 radiant damage 17, damage: 17 piercing plus 27 radiant damage
On a hit, a creature with less than 100 hit points must make a DC 15 Con save or die
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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
Before the clone base a large tall muscular figure appears. Six wings sprout from their back, each one flaming with divine fire. A mane of firery scarlet red hair runs down from their head, with said head having two piercing emerald eyes. The figure holds a Spear in one hand and a firery great sword in the other. The figure hovers in mid air, booming out a warning to all the stormtroopers
"Behold, the Justice of the Many comes. For the destruction of the Jedi Temple, for the absence of mercy for the 'Sith', for the occupation of land, and most importantly, for the burning of the Village nearby, I decree justice upon all. Those who regret their actions shall be granted forgiveness, put down your weapons and run. Those who regret not their actions shall be cleansed, such is the judgement decreed."
The angel waits to see if any do regret and flee. They sense those who flee, but do not regret their actions.
The troopers all shout as one, firing their full might on the thing
*No one runs?*
"So you stand." The angel says, before they manifest two more sets of arms and begin to throw down numerous holy spears
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On a hit, a creature with less than 100 hit points must make a DC 15 Con save or die
*no dmg*
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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.
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"How did you know about all of this? You still have a connection to your previous home?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods, relaxing
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*[crawls out of the abyss]*
*[does spooky dance]*
*[returns to the abyss]*
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
Perhaps talk to Zarznac? If he could build a tower like me, I'm sure he could teach you how to forge some knives.
*A knife set, so very close*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yeah.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They nod. Got it. Who is Zarznac?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*-yanks out of the abyss and shakes violently-*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Before the clone base a large tall muscular figure appears. Six wings sprout from their back, each one flaming with divine fire. A mane of firery scarlet red hair runs down from their head, with said head having two piercing emerald eyes. The figure holds a Spear in one hand and a firery great sword in the other. The figure hovers in mid air, booming out a warning to all the stormtroopers
"Behold, the Justice of the Many comes. For the destruction of the Jedi Temple, for the absence of mercy for the 'Sith', for the occupation of land, and most importantly, for the burning of the Village nearby, I decree justice upon all. Those who regret their actions shall be granted forgiveness, put down your weapons and run. Those who regret not their actions shall be cleansed, such is the judgement decreed."
The angel waits to see if any do regret and flee. They sense those who flee, but do not regret their actions.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"How so?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The Nightmare Prince! He's one of the Twin Horrors who watch over the Gloaming Kingdom. An artificial god, you could say.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The troopers all shout as one, firing their full might on the thing
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Kamino will always be my home.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
After a few minutes Sivram leans back. "Hmm." The image depicts a pair of hands, cupped around a blooming flower. "It has... some magical properties."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(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.
"Ah, I see."
*Lets pause this for the time being*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Most interesting. Where is he?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"like?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods.
*alright*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
I dunno. Since you asked, he's probably going to show up soon. He can perceive through the senses of his nightmare towers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*No one runs?*
"So you stand." The angel says, before they manifest two more sets of arms and begin to throw down numerous holy spears
26, damage: 14 piercing plus 22 radiant damage
16, damage: 14 piercing plus 27 radiant damage
29, damage: 12 piercing plus 27 radiant damage
25, damage: 18 piercing plus 33 radiant damage
17, damage: 17 piercing plus 27 radiant damage
On a hit, a creature with less than 100 hit points must make a DC 15 Con save or die
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*no dmg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.