Pipe organ music plays throughout town. Three statues made of a rosy quartz material have been placed in the library, the top of a fountain, and in the middle of an alley respectively.
the Yellow star in the sky shines as bright as it ever has.
Thirteen walks out into the woods, observing the star. “This is more urgent than I thought… vague theories mean nothing in the face of impending crises.”
They see The Prince, also staring at the star, not noticing them.
”pipe organ music… rose Quartz… I should have burnt down that library… they need to be stopped as soon as possible…”
“Well, I made a deal with you. We must leave at once, as soon as I can get my cat and my bones.” Thirteen begins sprinting back to the Inn to empty his room and return quickly.
The prince follows.
“alright, the safest method to get to Carcosa would be to fly there directly. Only 65 light-years away. It will be quite frightening to travel beyond the speed of light, and try not to turn inside out.” The prince says, looking at the star.
“I am well suited to traveling by starlight. Linear movement along the path of photons is a lot safer with the help of this item.” Thirteen holds aloft his treasured relic: the Bijoux.
”what is That item and what is it capable of?”
“A treasure used by astral elves to guide their spelljamming ships flawlessly to other Wildspace systems. When mounted on a spelljamming helm, it forms a protective shield around the ship and the spelljammer, and prevents the ship from being set off-course. However, if one can fly on their own, it uses much the same technology.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Pipe organ music plays throughout town. Three statues made of a rosy quartz material have been placed in the library, the top of a fountain, and in the middle of an alley respectively.
the Yellow star in the sky shines as bright as it ever has.
Thirteen walks out into the woods, observing the star. “This is more urgent than I thought… vague theories mean nothing in the face of impending crises.”
They see The Prince, also staring at the star, not noticing them.
”pipe organ music… rose Quartz… I should have burnt down that library… they need to be stopped as soon as possible…”
“Well, I made a deal with you. We must leave at once, as soon as I can get my cat and my bones.” Thirteen begins sprinting back to the Inn to empty his room and return quickly.
The prince follows.
“alright, the safest method to get to Carcosa would be to fly there directly. Only 65 light-years away. It will be quite frightening to travel beyond the speed of light, and try not to turn inside out.” The prince says, looking at the star.
“I am well suited to traveling by starlight. Linear movement along the path of photons is a lot safer with the help of this item.” Thirteen holds aloft his treasured relic: the Bijoux.
”what is That item and what is it capable of?”
“A treasure used by astral elves to guide their spelljamming ships flawlessly to other Wildspace systems. When mounted on a spelljamming helm, it forms a protective shield around the ship and the spelljammer, and prevents the ship from being set off-course. However, if one can fly on their own, it uses much the same technology.”
“Interesting. It shall be useful when we are traveling. By the way, the flight should take at most thirty-two hours. At the very fastest it shall take sixteen.”
Pipe organ music plays throughout town. Three statues made of a rosy quartz material have been placed in the library, the top of a fountain, and in the middle of an alley respectively.
the Yellow star in the sky shines as bright as it ever has.
Thirteen walks out into the woods, observing the star. “This is more urgent than I thought… vague theories mean nothing in the face of impending crises.”
They see The Prince, also staring at the star, not noticing them.
”pipe organ music… rose Quartz… I should have burnt down that library… they need to be stopped as soon as possible…”
“Well, I made a deal with you. We must leave at once, as soon as I can get my cat and my bones.” Thirteen begins sprinting back to the Inn to empty his room and return quickly.
The prince follows.
“alright, the safest method to get to Carcosa would be to fly there directly. Only 65 light-years away. It will be quite frightening to travel beyond the speed of light, and try not to turn inside out.” The prince says, looking at the star.
“I am well suited to traveling by starlight. Linear movement along the path of photons is a lot safer with the help of this item.” Thirteen holds aloft his treasured relic: the Bijoux.
”what is That item and what is it capable of?”
“A treasure used by astral elves to guide their spelljamming ships flawlessly to other Wildspace systems. When mounted on a spelljamming helm, it forms a protective shield around the ship and the spelljammer, and prevents the ship from being set off-course. However, if one can fly on their own, it uses much the same technology.”
“Interesting. It shall be useful when we are traveling. By the way, the flight should take at most thirty-two hours. At the very fastest it shall take sixteen.”
“As long as we get there before the ruin of this plane begins, any speed is acceptable. Permit me a moment.” Thirteen runs into the Inn and up to his room.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Pipe organ music plays throughout town. Three statues made of a rosy quartz material have been placed in the library, the top of a fountain, and in the middle of an alley respectively.
the Yellow star in the sky shines as bright as it ever has.
Thirteen walks out into the woods, observing the star. “This is more urgent than I thought… vague theories mean nothing in the face of impending crises.”
They see The Prince, also staring at the star, not noticing them.
”pipe organ music… rose Quartz… I should have burnt down that library… they need to be stopped as soon as possible…”
“Well, I made a deal with you. We must leave at once, as soon as I can get my cat and my bones.” Thirteen begins sprinting back to the Inn to empty his room and return quickly.
The prince follows.
“alright, the safest method to get to Carcosa would be to fly there directly. Only 65 light-years away. It will be quite frightening to travel beyond the speed of light, and try not to turn inside out.” The prince says, looking at the star.
“I am well suited to traveling by starlight. Linear movement along the path of photons is a lot safer with the help of this item.” Thirteen holds aloft his treasured relic: the Bijoux.
”what is That item and what is it capable of?”
“A treasure used by astral elves to guide their spelljamming ships flawlessly to other Wildspace systems. When mounted on a spelljamming helm, it forms a protective shield around the ship and the spelljammer, and prevents the ship from being set off-course. However, if one can fly on their own, it uses much the same technology.”
“Interesting. It shall be useful when we are traveling. By the way, the flight should take at most thirty-two hours. At the very fastest it shall take sixteen.”
“As long as we get there before the ruin of this plane begins, any speed is acceptable. Permit me a moment.” Thirteen runs into the Inn and up to his room.
The Prince follows them, turning invisible while in the Inn’s main room to avoid inciting panic.
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.
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Back in my day *proceeds to rant about the 'good old days' when quote chains were longer than gandalfs beard**
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Hey, It's me, RaccoonMaster! I'm back! I disappeared for a while there, but now everything's good and I'm trying to get into more games!
I'm a young opera singer, writer, actor, and backpacker from the US South! Pronouns are They/Them, though it's chill.
My Characters: Elsenia Selevarum:The Popular Paladin, Aasimar Noble, Level 5 Paladin of Redemption; Secret: The Awakened Scholar, Tiefling Genie-Touched, Level 3 Abberant Mind Sorcerer
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The Prince leads them outside into the forest and starts drawing several ancient sigils into the air, including the Yellow sign. They then draw a circle around the both of them in the dirt.
The earth shakes as out of the ground comes a ghastly ship, some sort of spelljammer. As the dust and earth falls off of it its shape is revealed. It appears to be a Damselfly ship, but its various shades of yellow, orange, and brown and its wings are inscribed with the yellow sign. The glass windows are a beautiful shade of orange and the wood is a dark brown. Inscribed on one of the ship’s leg is its name: the Hyade.
“I would simply travel there with my own powers, but bringing you along would mean you would be exposed to my true face, which could possibly debilitate you or even kill you. So instead here is the ship I use when with passengers. It is faster than any other normal spelljammer.”
*You guys ever feel the urge to make a character who seems good to everyone but is actually a deranged sociopath?*
*yes, that’s how I made my funny little character known as Lonely. also Bellerophon.*
*I'm totally not making that right now. He's a Paladin who broke his oath but still pretends he is one. He feeds off of the love others feel for him. But, in truth, he is a sociopath that looks out for himself and not the ones he saves.*
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The Prince leads them outside into the forest and starts drawing several ancient sigils into the air, including the Yellow sign. They then draw a circle around the both of them in the dirt.
The earth shakes as out of the ground comes a ghastly ship, some sort of spelljammer. As the dust and earth falls off of it its shape is revealed. It appears to be a Damselfly ship, but its various shades of yellow, orange, and brown and its wings are inscribed with the yellow sign. The glass windows are a beautiful shade of orange and the wood is a dark brown. Inscribed on one of the ship’s leg is its name: the Hyade.
“I would simply travel there with my own powers, but bringing you along would mean you would be exposed to my true face, which could possibly debilitate you or even kill you. So instead here is the ship I use when with passengers. It is faster than any other normal spelljammer.”
“Wow. This is much nicer than the sheared silo I used to pilot.” Thirteen clambers into the ship and affixes the Bijoux to the helm.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The Prince leads them outside into the forest and starts drawing several ancient sigils into the air, including the Yellow sign. They then draw a circle around the both of them in the dirt.
The earth shakes as out of the ground comes a ghastly ship, some sort of spelljammer. As the dust and earth falls off of it its shape is revealed. It appears to be a Damselfly ship, but its various shades of yellow, orange, and brown and its wings are inscribed with the yellow sign. The glass windows are a beautiful shade of orange and the wood is a dark brown. Inscribed on one of the ship’s leg is its name: the Hyade.
“I would simply travel there with my own powers, but bringing you along would mean you would be exposed to my true face, which could possibly debilitate you or even kill you. So instead here is the ship I use when with passengers. It is faster than any other normal spelljammer.”
“Wow. This is much nicer than the sheared silo I used to pilot.” Thirteen clambers into the ship and affixes the Bijoux to the helm.
The helm appears to be a bejeweled throne, yellow of course.
“Benefit of being the prince of a highly magical nation. The Hyade is one of a kind.”
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The Prince leads them outside into the forest and starts drawing several ancient sigils into the air, including the Yellow sign. They then draw a circle around the both of them in the dirt.
The earth shakes as out of the ground comes a ghastly ship, some sort of spelljammer. As the dust and earth falls off of it its shape is revealed. It appears to be a Damselfly ship, but its various shades of yellow, orange, and brown and its wings are inscribed with the yellow sign. The glass windows are a beautiful shade of orange and the wood is a dark brown. Inscribed on one of the ship’s leg is its name: the Hyade.
“I would simply travel there with my own powers, but bringing you along would mean you would be exposed to my true face, which could possibly debilitate you or even kill you. So instead here is the ship I use when with passengers. It is faster than any other normal spelljammer.”
“Wow. This is much nicer than the sheared silo I used to pilot.” Thirteen clambers into the ship and affixes the Bijoux to the helm.
The helm appears to be a bejeweled throne, yellow of course.
“Benefit of being the prince of a highly magical nation. The Hyade is one of a kind.”
“It’s marvelous.” Thirteen makes a sweeping bow, gesturing to the helm. “The stars await.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The Prince leads them outside into the forest and starts drawing several ancient sigils into the air, including the Yellow sign. They then draw a circle around the both of them in the dirt.
The earth shakes as out of the ground comes a ghastly ship, some sort of spelljammer. As the dust and earth falls off of it its shape is revealed. It appears to be a Damselfly ship, but its various shades of yellow, orange, and brown and its wings are inscribed with the yellow sign. The glass windows are a beautiful shade of orange and the wood is a dark brown. Inscribed on one of the ship’s leg is its name: the Hyade.
“I would simply travel there with my own powers, but bringing you along would mean you would be exposed to my true face, which could possibly debilitate you or even kill you. So instead here is the ship I use when with passengers. It is faster than any other normal spelljammer.”
“Wow. This is much nicer than the sheared silo I used to pilot.” Thirteen clambers into the ship and affixes the Bijoux to the helm.
The helm appears to be a bejeweled throne, yellow of course.
“Benefit of being the prince of a highly magical nation. The Hyade is one of a kind.”
“It’s marvelous.” Thirteen makes a sweeping bow, gesturing to the helm. “The stars await.”
”indeed they do… but first…” the Prince shifts its form, its robes swirling and shifting until it turns into the shape of a teenage human with dark skin, curly brown hair, and bright yellow eyes. They wear a bright yellow turtleneck sweater and blue jeans, with brown boots.
“I am going to stay in this form for as long as we’re at or near Carcosa, so get used to it. The main reason why is so you don’t get confused because most of the creatures there look very, very similar to my regular form and eachother. So yeah, uh. This is my human form!” They say in a much lighter, almost feminine voice. (they aren’t any specific gender tho)
“A treasure used by astral elves to guide their spelljamming ships flawlessly to other Wildspace systems. When mounted on a spelljamming helm, it forms a protective shield around the ship and the spelljammer, and prevents the ship from being set off-course. However, if one can fly on their own, it uses much the same technology.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Interesting. It shall be useful when we are traveling. By the way, the flight should take at most thirty-two hours. At the very fastest it shall take sixteen.”
“As long as we get there before the ruin of this plane begins, any speed is acceptable. Permit me a moment.” Thirteen runs into the Inn and up to his room.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Prince follows them, turning invisible while in the Inn’s main room to avoid inciting panic.
*Quote cuts please*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*hohoho those quotes are nothing man*
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
*cut*
Thirteen enters his room (the Prince cannot enter without permission). A few seconds later, he re-emerges, holding a massive burlap sack and Caramel the undead cat.
”Let’s go.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Back in my day *proceeds to rant about the 'good old days' when quote chains were longer than gandalfs beard**
Hey, It's me, RaccoonMaster! I'm back! I disappeared for a while there, but now everything's good and I'm trying to get into more games!
I'm a young opera singer, writer, actor, and backpacker from the US South! Pronouns are They/Them, though it's chill.
My Characters: Elsenia Selevarum: The Popular Paladin, Aasimar Noble, Level 5 Paladin of Redemption; Secret: The Awakened Scholar, Tiefling Genie-Touched, Level 3 Abberant Mind Sorcerer
Hope to see you around!
“Alright.” The Prince leads them outside into the forest and starts drawing several ancient sigils into the air, including the Yellow sign. They then draw a circle around the both of them in the dirt.
The earth shakes as out of the ground comes a ghastly ship, some sort of spelljammer. As the dust and earth falls off of it its shape is revealed. It appears to be a Damselfly ship, but its various shades of yellow, orange, and brown and its wings are inscribed with the yellow sign. The glass windows are a beautiful shade of orange and the wood is a dark brown. Inscribed on one of the ship’s leg is its name: the Hyade.
“I would simply travel there with my own powers, but bringing you along would mean you would be exposed to my true face, which could possibly debilitate you or even kill you. So instead here is the ship I use when with passengers. It is faster than any other normal spelljammer.”
*You guys ever feel the urge to make a character who seems good to everyone but is actually a deranged sociopath?*
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, that’s how I made my funny little character known as Lonely. also Bellerophon.*
*I'm totally not making that right now. He's a Paladin who broke his oath but still pretends he is one. He feeds off of the love others feel for him. But, in truth, he is a sociopath that looks out for himself and not the ones he saves.*
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
“Wow. This is much nicer than the sheared silo I used to pilot.” Thirteen clambers into the ship and affixes the Bijoux to the helm.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The helm appears to be a bejeweled throne, yellow of course.
“Benefit of being the prince of a highly magical nation. The Hyade is one of a kind.”
“It’s marvelous.” Thirteen makes a sweeping bow, gesturing to the helm. “The stars await.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*that's all my characters ^^*
”indeed they do… but first…” the Prince shifts its form, its robes swirling and shifting until it turns into the shape of a teenage human with dark skin, curly brown hair, and bright yellow eyes. They wear a bright yellow turtleneck sweater and blue jeans, with brown boots.
“I am going to stay in this form for as long as we’re at or near Carcosa, so get used to it. The main reason why is so you don’t get confused because most of the creatures there look very, very similar to my regular form and eachother. So yeah, uh. This is my human form!” They say in a much lighter, almost feminine voice. (they aren’t any specific gender tho)
*(INHALE)*
*Sea-Faring Captain and Ship*
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
*And I played Arkham Knights yesterday so my brain is stuck on Damian Wayne and Jason Todd.*
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