The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
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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.
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
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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.
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
"Hello?" He calls out curiously, unsure what to make of this... person
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
"Hello?" He calls out curiously, unsure what to make of this... person
"Have you come to kill me?" the figure says in three voices.
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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.
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
"Hello?" He calls out curiously, unsure what to make of this... person
"Have you come to kill me?" the figure says in three voices.
"I don't think so." He tilts his head, "I was just curious on what caused the light."
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
"Hello?" He calls out curiously, unsure what to make of this... person
"Have you come to kill me?" the figure says in three voices.
"I don't think so." He tilts his head, "I was just curious on what caused the light."
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
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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.
Aspen is exploring the town, the air chilly around him
Rory is being yelled at again. He looks tired
Anastasius is in his room, apparently not feeling well
Efflorence is enjoying the morning
Gravedigger goes over to them "leave this man alone"
They scoff, seeming to be a noble. "You could hardly call them that. Perhaps if they weren't wearing g that stupid cloth, they could watch where they were goibg." They say, crossing their arms
"did he run into you?"
"Yes, the little cretin was staring off into space." They nod, rory looking down at his feet, "I-i was d-distracted..."
"well it seems like none of you were hurt so just continue on your way"
"They should learn their place, that's what should happen" they growl at the shrinekeeper, shoving past them to continue their day
He turns to Rory "how are your repairs going?"
Rory messes with his sleeves, "They're... fine."
"which means they are not. what needs to be fixed still?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
The air stills as a golden spire of light shines straight to the heavens from the woods. A shout of rage is heard as the wind picks up, animals feeling from the light. Magical energy envelops the woods making magic more potent and dangerous.
*oooo*
Aspen is inside the woods, curious at the tell
* I AM CHAOS INCARNATE*
The center of the energy is near the center of the woods. There is a surge of energy, making all magics more potent.
He tilts his head, letting out a chilled breath, "That's... odd."
A golden glow is over everything. Another pulse knocks over a few trees, shredding them into dust
As he moves forward and is hit by the pulse, something rapidly forms infront of him to take the brunt of the force, being torn down just as fast as it was made
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
"Hello?" He calls out curiously, unsure what to make of this... person
"Have you come to kill me?" the figure says in three voices.
"I don't think so." He tilts his head, "I was just curious on what caused the light."
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
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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.
Aspen is exploring the town, the air chilly around him
Rory is being yelled at again. He looks tired
Anastasius is in his room, apparently not feeling well
Efflorence is enjoying the morning
Gravedigger goes over to them "leave this man alone"
They scoff, seeming to be a noble. "You could hardly call them that. Perhaps if they weren't wearing g that stupid cloth, they could watch where they were goibg." They say, crossing their arms
"did he run into you?"
"Yes, the little cretin was staring off into space." They nod, rory looking down at his feet, "I-i was d-distracted..."
"well it seems like none of you were hurt so just continue on your way"
"They should learn their place, that's what should happen" they growl at the shrinekeeper, shoving past them to continue their day
He turns to Rory "how are your repairs going?"
Rory messes with his sleeves, "They're... fine."
"which means they are not. what needs to be fixed still?"
"Um... a lot." He sighs, "I still have a bunch of stuff to replace, I need to remake talismans,"
Aspen is exploring the town, the air chilly around him
Rory is being yelled at again. He looks tired
Anastasius is in his room, apparently not feeling well
Efflorence is enjoying the morning
Gravedigger goes over to them "leave this man alone"
They scoff, seeming to be a noble. "You could hardly call them that. Perhaps if they weren't wearing g that stupid cloth, they could watch where they were goibg." They say, crossing their arms
"did he run into you?"
"Yes, the little cretin was staring off into space." They nod, rory looking down at his feet, "I-i was d-distracted..."
"well it seems like none of you were hurt so just continue on your way"
"They should learn their place, that's what should happen" they growl at the shrinekeeper, shoving past them to continue their day
He turns to Rory "how are your repairs going?"
Rory messes with his sleeves, "They're... fine."
"which means they are not. what needs to be fixed still?"
"Um... a lot." He sighs, "I still have a bunch of stuff to replace, I need to remake talismans,"
"need some help with the repairs?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Aspen is exploring the town, the air chilly around him
Rory is being yelled at again. He looks tired
Anastasius is in his room, apparently not feeling well
Efflorence is enjoying the morning
Gravedigger goes over to them "leave this man alone"
They scoff, seeming to be a noble. "You could hardly call them that. Perhaps if they weren't wearing g that stupid cloth, they could watch where they were goibg." They say, crossing their arms
"did he run into you?"
"Yes, the little cretin was staring off into space." They nod, rory looking down at his feet, "I-i was d-distracted..."
"well it seems like none of you were hurt so just continue on your way"
"They should learn their place, that's what should happen" they growl at the shrinekeeper, shoving past them to continue their day
He turns to Rory "how are your repairs going?"
Rory messes with his sleeves, "They're... fine."
"which means they are not. what needs to be fixed still?"
"Um... a lot." He sighs, "I still have a bunch of stuff to replace, I need to remake talismans,"
"need some help with the repairs?"
"N-no, I think I'm ok." He smiles, tho it seems strained
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
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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.
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
21
*oh ok then*
"You are hard to read..."
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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.
Aspen is exploring the town, the air chilly around him
Rory is being yelled at again. He looks tired
Anastasius is in his room, apparently not feeling well
Efflorence is enjoying the morning
Gravedigger goes over to them "leave this man alone"
They scoff, seeming to be a noble. "You could hardly call them that. Perhaps if they weren't wearing g that stupid cloth, they could watch where they were goibg." They say, crossing their arms
"did he run into you?"
"Yes, the little cretin was staring off into space." They nod, rory looking down at his feet, "I-i was d-distracted..."
"well it seems like none of you were hurt so just continue on your way"
"They should learn their place, that's what should happen" they growl at the shrinekeeper, shoving past them to continue their day
He turns to Rory "how are your repairs going?"
Rory messes with his sleeves, "They're... fine."
"which means they are not. what needs to be fixed still?"
"Um... a lot." He sighs, "I still have a bunch of stuff to replace, I need to remake talismans,"
"need some help with the repairs?"
"N-no, I think I'm ok." He smiles, tho it seems strained
"are you sure?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
21
*oh ok then*
"You are hard to read..."
"I've been told I come across as cold." They nod, not retaliating from the beam of light, "I try to keep my emotions in check."
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
21
*oh ok then*
"You are hard to read..."
"I've been told I come across as cold." They nod, not retaliating from the beam of light, "I try to keep my emotions in check."
The skull seems to stay in view. "Perhaps a bit of warmth then." he snarls. *make a dex save*
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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.
The glow dims a bit, sensing a threat
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Aspen pull up his hood, shrouding his face in shadow as be continues towards the center of the forest
He soon reaches a figure, glowing brightly, the source of the aura. The figure tilts his head, not looking at them.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hello?" He calls out curiously, unsure what to make of this... person
"Have you come to kill me?" the figure says in three voices.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I don't think so." He tilts his head, "I was just curious on what caused the light."
The figure turns to face them. Three faces flicker in and out. One of a golden skeletal face, one of a human man, and one of a being of pure gold. "People say that...then they try to kill me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"which means they are not. what needs to be fixed still?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"I won't try to hurt you if you don't try to hurt me." He says bluntly, breath coming out as a cloud of mist
There is a beam of light that envelops them. *Make a wis save. DC: 18. If you fail your true intentions will be shown*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Um... a lot." He sighs, "I still have a bunch of stuff to replace, I need to remake talismans,"
"need some help with the repairs?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"N-no, I think I'm ok." He smiles, tho it seems strained
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
13
*oh ok then*
"You are hard to read..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"are you sure?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"I've been told I come across as cold." They nod, not retaliating from the beam of light, "I try to keep my emotions in check."
The skull seems to stay in view. "Perhaps a bit of warmth then." he snarls. *make a dex save*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ah yes, thank you Odetari for making Baby, I'm home so I can get ideas for characters.*
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