Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
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Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
"Indeed. He was kind and then decided to turn upon us." She smiles "I wonder what pretty color his blood will be." Thorny vines shoot up from the ground, her anger taking form.
"He will do well. I know it." Donn said and nodded, smiling up at them.
The soldiers cheer and chant Mars name in pride. The commander claps and summons his sunsword to his hand.
Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
"Indeed. He was kind and then decided to turn upon us." She smiles "I wonder what pretty color his blood will be." Thorny vines shoot up from the ground, her anger taking form.
"He will do well. I know it." Donn said and nodded, smiling up at them.
The soldiers cheer and chant Mars name in pride. The commander claps and summons his sunsword to his hand.
"Mind if I lead the charge?" he asks, unsheathing his pitch black blade.
"Lets do this then hermano." he says, clambering back onto Festus.
Mars summons a huge greatsword as holy wings spread from behind him. "CHARGE INTO BATTLE WITH NO FEAR! ELIMINATE THE ENEMY SWIFTLY! AVENGE THE FALLEN!" he roars
Hanzo draws his sword, climbing onto a horse made of pure fire, ready to charge.
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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.
*Good morning. It appears everyone is going to die today, so why not introduce a new character? Specifically that Harbinger I mentioned*
The incredibly deep and loud sound of some sort of string instrument can be heard from the forest. The paladins detect the strong presence of undead and the influence of the shadow god.
Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
"Indeed. He was kind and then decided to turn upon us." She smiles "I wonder what pretty color his blood will be." Thorny vines shoot up from the ground, her anger taking form.
"He will do well. I know it." Donn said and nodded, smiling up at them.
The soldiers cheer and chant Mars name in pride. The commander claps and summons his sunsword to his hand.
"Mind if I lead the charge?" he asks, unsheathing his pitch black blade.
"Lets do this then hermano." he says, clambering back onto Festus.
Mars summons a huge greatsword as holy wings spread from behind him. "CHARGE INTO BATTLE WITH NO FEAR! ELIMINATE THE ENEMY SWIFTLY! AVENGE THE FALLEN!" he roars
Hanzo draws his sword, climbing onto a horse made of pure fire, ready to charge.
"But of course. But let them come to us, we have a surprise in store." She smiles, her form shifting from small to huge in a matter of seconds. Her pale skin turned brown and bark-like. Her eyes glow bright yellow. Her hair and dress turn to vibrant moss.
The commander saddles his own horse, a white pegagus. He raises his sword "ONWARDS!"
*Good morning. It appears everyone is going to die today, so why not introduce a new character? Specifically that Harbinger I mentioned*
The incredibly deep and loud sound of some sort of string instrument can be heard from the forest. The paladins detect the strong presence of undead and the influence of the shadow god.
(A religion check might help identify the source)
The paladins stutter to a halt, the music catching their ears. (31)
Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
"Indeed. He was kind and then decided to turn upon us." She smiles "I wonder what pretty color his blood will be." Thorny vines shoot up from the ground, her anger taking form.
"He will do well. I know it." Donn said and nodded, smiling up at them.
The soldiers cheer and chant Mars name in pride. The commander claps and summons his sunsword to his hand.
"Mind if I lead the charge?" he asks, unsheathing his pitch black blade.
"Lets do this then hermano." he says, clambering back onto Festus.
Mars summons a huge greatsword as holy wings spread from behind him. "CHARGE INTO BATTLE WITH NO FEAR! ELIMINATE THE ENEMY SWIFTLY! AVENGE THE FALLEN!" he roars
Hanzo draws his sword, climbing onto a horse made of pure fire, ready to charge.
"But of course. But let them come to us, we have a surprise in store." She smiles, her form shifting from small to huge in a matter of seconds. Her pale skin turned brown and bark-like. Her eyes glow bright yellow. Her hair and dress turn to vibrant moss.
The commander saddles his own horse, a white pegagus. He raises his sword "ONWARDS!"
He nods. "I'll lead them in. Lets ride Aragorn." the horse runs, blurring with speed.
Mars raises his sword, encased in holy light as he charges.
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Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
"Indeed. He was kind and then decided to turn upon us." She smiles "I wonder what pretty color his blood will be." Thorny vines shoot up from the ground, her anger taking form.
"He will do well. I know it." Donn said and nodded, smiling up at them.
The soldiers cheer and chant Mars name in pride. The commander claps and summons his sunsword to his hand.
"Mind if I lead the charge?" he asks, unsheathing his pitch black blade.
"Lets do this then hermano." he says, clambering back onto Festus.
Mars summons a huge greatsword as holy wings spread from behind him. "CHARGE INTO BATTLE WITH NO FEAR! ELIMINATE THE ENEMY SWIFTLY! AVENGE THE FALLEN!" he roars
Hanzo draws his sword, climbing onto a horse made of pure fire, ready to charge.
"But of course. But let them come to us, we have a surprise in store." She smiles, her form shifting from small to huge in a matter of seconds. Her pale skin turned brown and bark-like. Her eyes glow bright yellow. Her hair and dress turn to vibrant moss.
The commander saddles his own horse, a white pegagus. He raises his sword "ONWARDS!"
He nods. "I'll lead them in. Lets ride Aragorn." the horse runs, blurring with speed.
Mars raises his sword, encased in holy light as he charges.
Donn nods to Yuri who stands in the frontlines with her soldiers. (Each uses typical knight stat blocks) Donn's form shifts as smoke seems to billow out from his fur. He stands there, a massive, three-headed goat.
He nods. "I'll lead them in. Lets ride Aragorn." the horse runs, blurring with speed.
Mars raises his sword, encased in holy light as he charges.
Donn nods to Yuri who stands in the frontlines with her soldiers. (Each uses typical knight stat blocks) Donn's form shifts as smoke seems to billow out from his fur. He stands there, a massive, three-headed goat.
There is a loud clang as Therens sword clashes with Mars's as he rides back, a trail of dust following one of the swiftest horses in the realms.
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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.
*Good morning. It appears everyone is going to die today, so why not introduce a new character? Specifically that Harbinger I mentioned*
The incredibly deep and loud sound of some sort of string instrument can be heard from the forest. The paladins detect the strong presence of undead and the influence of the shadow god.
(A religion check might help identify the source)
The paladins stutter to a halt, the music catching their ears. (28)
This is a Harbinger, a former human who has been granted sanctified unlife by Crie for his great works. This specific one is the Cellist, a monster that turns rules on their head and lacks a standard morality, good or evil.
It is said the Cellist fights through words and can destroy even the strongest of convictions. Tales tell of paladins and clerics whaling on the thing for hours to no effect despite having the strongest holy weapons available, and being forced to listen as the eyeless Harbinger whittled down their minds with mere philosophy.
He nods. "I'll lead them in. Lets ride Aragorn." the horse runs, blurring with speed.
Mars raises his sword, encased in holy light as he charges.
Donn nods to Yuri who stands in the frontlines with her soldiers. (Each uses typical knight stat blocks) Donn's form shifts as smoke seems to billow out from his fur. He stands there, a massive, three-headed goat.
There is a loud clang as Therens sword clashes with Mars's as he rides back, a trail of dust following one of the swiftest horses in the realms.
The ground rumbles as three large cat-like beasts crawl up from a hole in the ground. They hiss and begin to attack the paladins along the with the knights.
*Good morning. It appears everyone is going to die today, so why not introduce a new character? Specifically that Harbinger I mentioned*
The incredibly deep and loud sound of some sort of string instrument can be heard from the forest. The paladins detect the strong presence of undead and the influence of the shadow god.
(A religion check might help identify the source)
The paladins stutter to a halt, the music catching their ears. (28)
This is a Harbinger, a former human who has been granted sanctified unlife by Crie for his great works. This specific one is the Cellist, a monster that turns rules on their head and lacks a standard morality, good or evil.
It is said the Cellist fights through words and can destroy even the strongest of convictions. Tales tell of paladins and clerics whaling on the thing for hours to no effect despite having the strongest holy weapons available, and being forced to listen as the eyeless Harbinger whittled down their minds with mere philosophy.
The Paladins bring forth their weapons, Mars speech bringing courageous energy through them.
Donn and Yuri watch, eyes narrowed. They seem suspicous.
He nods. "I'll lead them in. Lets ride Aragorn." the horse runs, blurring with speed.
Mars raises his sword, encased in holy light as he charges.
Donn nods to Yuri who stands in the frontlines with her soldiers. (Each uses typical knight stat blocks) Donn's form shifts as smoke seems to billow out from his fur. He stands there, a massive, three-headed goat.
There is a loud clang as Therens sword clashes with Mars's as he rides back, a trail of dust following one of the swiftest horses in the realms.
The ground rumbles as three large cat-like beasts crawl up from a hole in the ground. They hiss and begin to attack the paladins along the with the knights.
Cats: Hit: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
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*Mn, yes, no hits no damage*
Theren laughs as he charges back in. Attack: 28 Damage: 38
Leo whoops as he flies in on Festus. Attack: 15 Damage: 40 fire dmg
Mars roars as he tries to body slam one of the cats. STR: 28
Hanzo is trying to flank the army. Stealth: 24
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"Not nearly enough." he murmurs, examining the battlefield from Aragorn. His keen eyes are searching for a weakness in their defenses. Perception: 31
"Sounds like a plan." he turns to his dragon. "Ready for a fight buddy?"
"Sounds good to me."
Hanzo glowers at the opposing army before approaching the leader.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Remaking Yuri and Donn's sheets real quick.*
He see's that, while they seem organized, they really arent. Most are tired and hungry and fighting amongst each other.
Donn smiles and pats the dragon.
He nods "We are having issues with infighting at the moment, that makes us weak to the enemy."
The commander narrows his eyes "Hello." He bows his head.
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 morning)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
He smirks. "Fighting amongst one another.."
Festus purrs.
"I can change that."
"Where do you need me? I can cause disruption amongst the enemy." Hanzo bows.
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Yuri tilts her head "Then they are tired. We will have an advantage."
Donn smiles "He is beautiful."
"How so sire?"
"Anywhere is perfect. As long as we win."
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
"Yes but I sense a godly presence among them." he says with a frown
"Thanks. Made him myself." Leo says proudly.
"Let me give you men a rallying speech.""
"Sounds good to me." Hanzo has with a growl.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I would suspect so... His name is Mars." She said.
"They are wonderful." He said and nodded.
The commander leads the way to the front of the group.
The commander nods.
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
Therens hands clenched into fists. "Traitor."
"Yeah. hes made of celestial bronze. Can harm gods you know."
Mars turns to face the group and raises his voice. "SOLDIERS! Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!"
Hanzo turns to listen to the speech.
*And yes i will happily steal a speech*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Indeed. He was kind and then decided to turn upon us." She smiles "I wonder what pretty color his blood will be." Thorny vines shoot up from the ground, her anger taking form.
"He will do well. I know it." Donn said and nodded, smiling up at them.
The soldiers cheer and chant Mars name in pride. The commander claps and summons his sunsword to his hand.
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
"Mind if I lead the charge?" he asks, unsheathing his pitch black blade.
"Lets do this then hermano." he says, clambering back onto Festus.
Mars summons a huge greatsword as holy wings spread from behind him. "CHARGE INTO BATTLE WITH NO FEAR! ELIMINATE THE ENEMY SWIFTLY! AVENGE THE FALLEN!" he roars
Hanzo draws his sword, climbing onto a horse made of pure fire, ready to charge.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning. It appears everyone is going to die today, so why not introduce a new character? Specifically that Harbinger I mentioned*
The incredibly deep and loud sound of some sort of string instrument can be heard from the forest. The paladins detect the strong presence of undead and the influence of the shadow god.
(A religion check might help identify the source)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"But of course. But let them come to us, we have a surprise in store." She smiles, her form shifting from small to huge in a matter of seconds. Her pale skin turned brown and bark-like. Her eyes glow bright yellow. Her hair and dress turn to vibrant moss.
The commander saddles his own horse, a white pegagus. He raises his sword "ONWARDS!"
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 paladins stutter to a halt, the music catching their ears. (31)
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
He nods. "I'll lead them in. Lets ride Aragorn." the horse runs, blurring with speed.
Mars raises his sword, encased in holy light as he charges.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Donn nods to Yuri who stands in the frontlines with her soldiers. (Each uses typical knight stat blocks) Donn's form shifts as smoke seems to billow out from his fur. He stands there, a massive, three-headed goat.
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
There is a loud clang as Therens sword clashes with Mars's as he rides back, a trail of dust following one of the swiftest horses in the realms.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
This is a Harbinger, a former human who has been granted sanctified unlife by Crie for his great works. This specific one is the Cellist, a monster that turns rules on their head and lacks a standard morality, good or evil.
It is said the Cellist fights through words and can destroy even the strongest of convictions. Tales tell of paladins and clerics whaling on the thing for hours to no effect despite having the strongest holy weapons available, and being forced to listen as the eyeless Harbinger whittled down their minds with mere philosophy.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The ground rumbles as three large cat-like beasts crawl up from a hole in the ground. They hiss and begin to attack the paladins along the with the knights.
Cats: Hit: 22 Damage: 5
Knights: Hit:12 Hit: 9 Damage: 12
Paladins: Hit: 14 Damage: 15
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 Paladins bring forth their weapons, Mars speech bringing courageous energy through them.
Donn and Yuri watch, eyes narrowed. They seem suspicous.
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
*Mn, yes, no hits no damage*
Theren laughs as he charges back in. Attack: 28 Damage: 38
Leo whoops as he flies in on Festus. Attack: 15 Damage: 40 fire dmg
Mars roars as he tries to body slam one of the cats. STR: 28
Hanzo is trying to flank the army. Stealth: 24
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.