"His name is Fischer! He is not here but also here. He seems like he would know how to deal with a multi-dimensional entity!" He barks, grinning.
“interesting… what do you mean he is here but also not? Is he a ghost?”
"Sorta! He's got a lot of bee's in him." He explains "it's kinda like a ghost but not really."
“I’m sorry, bees?”
*do you think I should write a lords rest in archive entry for the Prince?*
*That'd be cool!*
"Yep! He keeps bee's inside him!"
“Are they his organs? Are they alive?”
"From what I have heard, they are!" He grins "He is really nice!"
“Interesting. How do you know that they can help?”
*also yay we’re assembling a team comprised of a very happy and excited shifter, a dead guy filled with bees, and the eldritch prince of a dead nation. Fun!*
"I don't know. He seems like he could destroy anything. Though, he did say he doesn't fight anymore..."
“Possibly he could help… where is he?”
"You have to get close to death, but not die. I use the spell Etherealness to do that."
The town church seems to be holding a ceremony, with many people setting up decorations, including Sylvan.
Ternikus is carrying a dead displaced beast through the streets.
Cerberus is playing his lute by the riverside.
Aonghus watches the ceremony, dressed in his black robes.
Will is with his mother inside the tavern.
Once the decorations are set, Sylvan greets a group of three people dressed clad in pure white robes, their faces obscured.
Ternikus bursts into the tavern screaming for someone named Ravenhearth. “I TOOK CARE OF YOUR CAT PROBLEM! NOW WHERE’S MY MONEY?”
Aonghus, being a cleric, tries to identify them. 22
Will bristles slightly, looking scared. His mother is as still as a statue.
Based on the design of their robes, you can infer their either part of the grand churches, or something higher.
Aonghus walks over and smiles, wagging his tail. "Hello there!"
Sylvan is the first to look to you, a look of surprise in his eyes. Then did the middle one, revealing her pupilless eyes, sharp facial features, and long, silver hair. She doesn’t say anything.
After collecting his pay, Ternikus goes to sit at a table, which sadly is right next to your own, and immediately wastes his money on what he called ‘the trashy blood’ this place serves.
The town church seems to be holding a ceremony, with many people setting up decorations, including Sylvan.
Ternikus is carrying a dead displaced beast through the streets.
Cerberus is playing his lute by the riverside.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"You have to get close to death, but not die. I use the spell Etherealness to do that."
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
Aonghus watches the ceremony, dressed in his black robes.
Will is with his mother inside the tavern.
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
*I made stats for a lore-accurate Fischer*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ooooo!!*
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
Skriggle walks around, trying to figure out what's going on.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Once the decorations are set, Sylvan greets a group of three people dressed clad in pure white robes, their faces obscured.
Ternikus bursts into the tavern screaming for someone named Ravenhearth. “I TOOK CARE OF YOUR CAT PROBLEM! NOW WHERE’S MY MONEY?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
A few people are gossiping, talking about ‘representatives’.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Aonghus, being a cleric, tries to identify them. 22
Will bristles slightly, looking scared. His mother is as still as a statue.
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
"Hej. Whad er dü talkering of?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“The meeting. Of the gods?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Based on the design of their robes, you can infer their either part of the grand churches, or something higher.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Aonghus walks over and smiles, wagging his tail. "Hello there!"
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
"Whad Güds (gods)? The Güde Dråger (God Dragons)?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“Eh, different pantheon. Just watch. They’ll be here soon.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Sylvan is the first to look to you, a look of surprise in his eyes. Then did the middle one, revealing her pupilless eyes, sharp facial features, and long, silver hair. She doesn’t say anything.
After collecting his pay, Ternikus goes to sit at a table, which sadly is right next to your own, and immediately wastes his money on what he called ‘the trashy blood’ this place serves.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Who'll be here?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*i’m back my friends, was at an extracurricular event*
Pch’Ptah is really wishing it could sleep to take its mind off things.
Nainai is making a quiche.
Thirteen is drawing up posters to distribute through the city.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
One of them starts to count off on their fingers. “Tiamat, Frella, Sanga, Fitete, and Shizoki. I’m a follower of Sanga.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"I pray firstly to the Dråge Fader, whose tears formed the grasses and mosses and clovers, and whose wings span thrice my kingdom each."
*His kingdom is over 7,000,000 mi²...*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."