Thirteen attempts to hit the Nameless God with another sunburst.
The Nameless god flicks his hand at them, a flurry of sharp tipped dark energy flying at them
Attack: 13 Damage: 32
Attack: 30 Damage: 36
Attack: 32 Damage: 48
Attack: 21 Damage: 32
That level of damage would have killed Thirteen instantly. Luckily, he was prepared for such a circumstance. He was prepared for almost any circumstance.
For a moment, you can see his body, speared with shadows like a pincushion. Then, in a flash of blue light, he is gone.
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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.
The air between Theren and Thirteen becomes cold as ice begins to rapidly grow. Lore stands in front of Thirteen "I agree, I think you should say goodbye to me if you are leaving." She snarled, her wings unfolding. Millions of eyes open up down her arms and legs, staring at Theren.
Theren stares her down, rams horns and black wings growing out of his back. "I dont want to fight you dear, but if i have to will."
She rushes forward, grabbing him by the back of his neck, and slamming him on the ground. (Hit: 17 Damage: 5 bludgeoning damage)
Motes of light fill her begin, turning her from 3D to a constellation made of glowing stars as a bow forms in her hands (Hit: 26 Damage 17)
He dodges the first attack and is nailed by the second attack. Something is very clearly wrong with Theren as he laughs at the pain. "OH IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK!" the Nameless God shouts. "LETS HAVE SOME FUN!" Two orbs of dark energy are launched at Lore.
Attack: 17 Damage: 40
Attack: 25 Damage: 35
She rolls way from the first one but the second one hits her in the wing. She hisses, eyes blazing as ice crystalizes over her skin. "I knew you we're still there." She bared her teeth as a blade and sickle made of ice forms in her hands.
A huge sword appears in his hand. "If your destined death is truly thy longing. Come and claim it." he then attacks quickly
Attack: 21 Damage: 34
Attack: 28 Damage: 28
Once again, the second one hits but the first one is blocked by her icy skin. She grins, feral, as claws grow from her fingertips "I've feasted on better gods than you."
Hit: 2115
Damage: 1320
The first attack hits while he parries the second. "TRES!" a red ring appears around Lore.
Attack: 26 Damage: 30
Attack: 23 Damage: 34
"CMON. HIT HARDER YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A FORGOTTEN GOD." She sneers as the first hits while the second doesn't. She swings at him with her hammer.
Hit: 23 Damage: 12
She turns into her Starry Archer form again and grins.
Thirteen attempts to hit the Nameless God with another sunburst.
The Nameless god flicks his hand at them, a flurry of sharp tipped dark energy flying at them
Attack: 13 Damage: 32
Attack: 30 Damage: 36
Attack: 32 Damage: 48
Attack: 21 Damage: 32
That level of damage would have killed Thirteen instantly. Luckily, he was prepared for such a circumstance. He was prepared for almost any circumstance.
For a moment, you can see his body, speared with shadows like a pincushion. Then, in a flash of blue light, he is gone.
"one nuisance gone."
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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 between Theren and Thirteen becomes cold as ice begins to rapidly grow. Lore stands in front of Thirteen "I agree, I think you should say goodbye to me if you are leaving." She snarled, her wings unfolding. Millions of eyes open up down her arms and legs, staring at Theren.
Theren stares her down, rams horns and black wings growing out of his back. "I dont want to fight you dear, but if i have to will."
She rushes forward, grabbing him by the back of his neck, and slamming him on the ground. (Hit: 17 Damage: 5 bludgeoning damage)
Motes of light fill her begin, turning her from 3D to a constellation made of glowing stars as a bow forms in her hands (Hit: 26 Damage 17)
He dodges the first attack and is nailed by the second attack. Something is very clearly wrong with Theren as he laughs at the pain. "OH IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK!" the Nameless God shouts. "LETS HAVE SOME FUN!" Two orbs of dark energy are launched at Lore.
Attack: 17 Damage: 40
Attack: 25 Damage: 35
She rolls way from the first one but the second one hits her in the wing. She hisses, eyes blazing as ice crystalizes over her skin. "I knew you we're still there." She bared her teeth as a blade and sickle made of ice forms in her hands.
A huge sword appears in his hand. "If your destined death is truly thy longing. Come and claim it." he then attacks quickly
Attack: 21 Damage: 34
Attack: 28 Damage: 28
Once again, the second one hits but the first one is blocked by her icy skin. She grins, feral, as claws grow from her fingertips "I've feasted on better gods than you."
Hit: 2115
Damage: 1320
The first attack hits while he parries the second. "TRES!" a red ring appears around Lore.
Attack: 26 Damage: 30
Attack: 23 Damage: 34
"CMON. HIT HARDER YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A FORGOTTEN GOD." She sneers as the first hits while the second doesn't. She swings at him with her hammer.
Hit: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
She turns into her Starry Archer form again and grins.
Hit: Dice rolls not yet available for this section. Damage: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
His shoulder takes the brunt of the force. "DUO!" another ring appears. "UNUS!" one final ring appears. "NIHIL! NIHIL! NIHIL!" he roars. *make two con saves*
Attack: 15 Damage: 22
Attack: 29 Damage: 36
Attack: 21 Damage: 29
Attack: 14 Damage: 22
Spears of dark energy are thrown at her
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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 between Theren and Thirteen becomes cold as ice begins to rapidly grow. Lore stands in front of Thirteen "I agree, I think you should say goodbye to me if you are leaving." She snarled, her wings unfolding. Millions of eyes open up down her arms and legs, staring at Theren.
Theren stares her down, rams horns and black wings growing out of his back. "I dont want to fight you dear, but if i have to will."
She rushes forward, grabbing him by the back of his neck, and slamming him on the ground. (Hit: 17 Damage: 5 bludgeoning damage)
Motes of light fill her begin, turning her from 3D to a constellation made of glowing stars as a bow forms in her hands (Hit: 26 Damage 17)
He dodges the first attack and is nailed by the second attack. Something is very clearly wrong with Theren as he laughs at the pain. "OH IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK!" the Nameless God shouts. "LETS HAVE SOME FUN!" Two orbs of dark energy are launched at Lore.
Attack: 17 Damage: 40
Attack: 25 Damage: 35
She rolls way from the first one but the second one hits her in the wing. She hisses, eyes blazing as ice crystalizes over her skin. "I knew you we're still there." She bared her teeth as a blade and sickle made of ice forms in her hands.
A huge sword appears in his hand. "If your destined death is truly thy longing. Come and claim it." he then attacks quickly
Attack: 21 Damage: 34
Attack: 28 Damage: 28
Once again, the second one hits but the first one is blocked by her icy skin. She grins, feral, as claws grow from her fingertips "I've feasted on better gods than you."
Hit: 2115
Damage: 1320
The first attack hits while he parries the second. "TRES!" a red ring appears around Lore.
Attack: 26 Damage: 30
Attack: 23 Damage: 34
"CMON. HIT HARDER YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A FORGOTTEN GOD." She sneers as the first hits while the second doesn't. She swings at him with her hammer.
Hit: 32 Damage: 14
She turns into her Starry Archer form again and grins.
The flying man is now practicing his martial arts, flames leaping from every attack.
A cloaked man is sitting in a corner of the tavern.
A panther watches Ragnerious on the hunt, shadowing them *Description of Ragnerious?*
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender and waiter, walks over to them. "Do you possess an order?"
*A huge human, a Greatsword on his back and a backpack with his armor inside. His chest if covered in scars. 10 feet tall and covered is muscles.*
Rag stops and sniffs the air.
"Water, Ice cold."
The panther begins to circle them, keeping their distance
The lizardfolk nods: "And what name shall it be under?"
Rag begins to place his things on the ground. He grabs a handful of dirt.
"Ban." A scythe forms from the shadows and lays on his shoulder.
The panther telepathically connects with Rag. Who are you, hunter?
"..." The lizardfolk studies the scythe before turning away. A ghostly apparition lingers afterwards though. The ghostly lizardfolk sits down, drinking a phantom glass. "Who are you?"
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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
*Hello people, how is it going? I've been really busy, but lets see if I can be online consistently*
Raphael, Meroving, Greg, Yossele, Lazarus, and Throden-Ihtros are existing
There’s a portal to the Abyss. It’s got safety tape but it’s still completely viable to enter.
Mauric is looking for Thirteen, blood on his hands and face, fearing for his life and praying silently.
Caramel is spectating the exchange between the three outside, ready to intervene if necessary.
Cadmus is uprooting trees and placing them in a bag that seems to be glowing silver.
*Recap with what is happening between Thirteen and Theren and Lore?*
Meroving peers into the portal, seeing if anyone is there
*Who is Mauric praying to?*
Lazarus is reading a book, resting by a tree. They look up at Cadmus with confusion *Description of Cadmus*
*Theren is leaving, Thirteen tried to stop him, the battle ended, now there’s marital conflict*
The portal is a 25-foot-wide pit in the earth. It’s completely dark.
*The Christian ideal of God, also known as Elohim or Yahweh*
”Oh hello!” It waves cheerily. (Look up cadaver collector 5e, that’s basically it but add reading glasses)
*Thanks*
Meroving steps in, grants themselves truesight
*Close enough* They hear the voice in their head of Raphael, procession of Charity. What is it you seek, mortal?
"You got a thing against trees?" Lazarus asks
The pit is about 170 feet deep. You land in the midst of a cracked and foggy wasteland. The only sound is that of a softly-running stream, and the only life is a few ferns here and there.
“Ah, well, I killed this nun because she wanted to die, see? Then her hot demon boyfriend came after me an’ I gotta find some wizard to resurrect her or else the demon kills me!”
“Oh no no no, I’m merely collected samples of native flora!”
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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.
The flying man is now practicing his martial arts, flames leaping from every attack.
A cloaked man is sitting in a corner of the tavern.
A panther watches Ragnerious on the hunt, shadowing them *Description of Ragnerious?*
Throden-Ihtros, the bartender and waiter, walks over to them. "Do you possess an order?"
*A huge human, a Greatsword on his back and a backpack with his armor inside. His chest if covered in scars. 10 feet tall and covered is muscles.*
Rag stops and sniffs the air.
"Water, Ice cold."
The panther begins to circle them, keeping their distance
The lizardfolk nods: "And what name shall it be under?"
Rag begins to place his things on the ground. He grabs a handful of dirt.
"Ban." A scythe forms from the shadows and lays on his shoulder.
The panther telepathically connects with Rag. Who are you, hunter?
"..." The lizardfolk studies the scythe before turning away. A ghostly apparition lingers afterwards though. The ghostly lizardfolk sits down, drinking a phantom glass. "Who are you?"
I am Ragnerious, first of my name, I am newer to this world then most. Do not interfere with my hunt.
"I am Ban as I said before." The scythe lays itself on the table "Who are you?"
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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.
The pit is about 170 feet deep. You land in the midst of a cracked and foggy wasteland. The only sound is that of a softly-running stream, and the only life is a few ferns here and there.
“Ah, well, I killed this nun because she wanted to die, see? Then her hot demon boyfriend came after me an’ I gotta find some wizard to resurrect her or else the demon kills me!”
“Oh no no no, I’m merely collected samples of native flora!”
Meroving attempts to shift the landscape to their will. 29
The tabaxi can feel the angel's presence around them. Bring the body into the church of Helios, your prayer will be answered their. Mauric gains knowledge of where the temple is *Also Raphael knows instantly of any lies*
"How big do the samples need to be?"
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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
I am Ragnerious, first of my name, I am newer to this world then most. Do not interfere with my hunt.
"I am Ban as I said before." The scythe lays itself on the table "Who are you?"
The panther jumps and shifts into a Tressym, they continue to circle the miniature Giant. I do not wish to interfere, merely to... wait, and watch. Curiosuity and cats and all that."
The lizardfolk grins a slim smile. "That is not an answer, but a mere name. Who are you? I am an investigator, a cook, a teacher and," looking over at the other lizardfolk, "a grandfather."
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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
I am Ragnerious, first of my name, I am newer to this world then most. Do not interfere with my hunt.
"I am Ban as I said before." The scythe lays itself on the table "Who are you?"
The panther jumps and shifts into a Tressym, they continue to circle the miniature Giant. I do not wish to interfere, merely to... wait, and watch. Curiosuity and cats and all that."
The lizardfolk grins a slim smile. "That is not an answer, but a mere name. Who are you? I am an investigator, a cook, a teacher and," looking over at the other lizardfolk, "a grandfather."
Rag shrug and begins to run farther into the forest.(300ft per round)
"You look dead to me, and in need of help moving on to the next life." the cloaked figure grabs the scythe and wraps it around the apperiation's neck "Would you like me to help?"
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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.
I am Ragnerious, first of my name, I am newer to this world then most. Do not interfere with my hunt.
"I am Ban as I said before." The scythe lays itself on the table "Who are you?"
The panther jumps and shifts into a Tressym, they continue to circle the miniature Giant. I do not wish to interfere, merely to... wait, and watch. Curiosuity and cats and all that."
The lizardfolk grins a slim smile. "That is not an answer, but a mere name. Who are you? I am an investigator, a cook, a teacher and," looking over at the other lizardfolk, "a grandfather."
Rag shrug and begins to run farther into the forest.(300ft per round)
"You look dead to me, and in need of help moving on to the next life." the cloaked figure grabs the scythe and wraps it around the apperiation's neck "Would you like me to help?"
The tressym keeps up with them, following them still.
They nod no, unphased. "No. You appear to be some psychopomp. Is that correct?"
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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
The pit is about 170 feet deep. You land in the midst of a cracked and foggy wasteland. The only sound is that of a softly-running stream, and the only life is a few ferns here and there.
“Ah, well, I killed this nun because she wanted to die, see? Then her hot demon boyfriend came after me an’ I gotta find some wizard to resurrect her or else the demon kills me!”
“Oh no no no, I’m merely collected samples of native flora!”
Meroving attempts to shift the landscape to their will. 24
The tabaxi can feel the angel's presence around them. Bring the body into the church of Helios, your prayer will be answered their. Mauric gains knowledge of where the temple is *Also Raphael knows instantly of any lies*
"How big do the samples need to be?"
Fail.
“But she wanted a new body! She said hers was made to suffer!”
“As big as the plant.”
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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.
The pit is about 170 feet deep. You land in the midst of a cracked and foggy wasteland. The only sound is that of a softly-running stream, and the only life is a few ferns here and there.
“Ah, well, I killed this nun because she wanted to die, see? Then her hot demon boyfriend came after me an’ I gotta find some wizard to resurrect her or else the demon kills me!”
“Oh no no no, I’m merely collected samples of native flora!”
Meroving attempts to shift the landscape to their will. 24
The tabaxi can feel the angel's presence around them. Bring the body into the church of Helios, your prayer will be answered their. Mauric gains knowledge of where the temple is *Also Raphael knows instantly of any lies*
"How big do the samples need to be?"
Fail.
“But she wanted a new body! She said hers was made to suffer!”
“As big as the plant.”
Meroving investigates, looking to find stuff in the layer before the well.
The hallow ground shall protect you from the Demon's blade. Miricales can come in many forms
"You a botanist?"
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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
I am Ragnerious, first of my name, I am newer to this world then most. Do not interfere with my hunt.
"I am Ban as I said before." The scythe lays itself on the table "Who are you?"
The panther jumps and shifts into a Tressym, they continue to circle the miniature Giant. I do not wish to interfere, merely to... wait, and watch. Curiosuity and cats and all that."
The lizardfolk grins a slim smile. "That is not an answer, but a mere name. Who are you? I am an investigator, a cook, a teacher and," looking over at the other lizardfolk, "a grandfather."
Rag shrug and begins to run farther into the forest.(300ft per round)
"You look dead to me, and in need of help moving on to the next life." the cloaked figure grabs the scythe and wraps it around the apperiation's neck "Would you like me to help?"
The tressym keeps up with them, following them still.
They nod no, unphased. "No. You appear to be some psychopomp. Is that correct?"
Rag suddenly stops "I left my things behind."
"Correct." He lowers the scythe "The Reaper made me his parton."
That level of damage would have killed Thirteen instantly. Luckily, he was prepared for such a circumstance. He was prepared for almost any circumstance.
For a moment, you can see his body, speared with shadows like a pincushion. Then, in a flash of blue light, he is gone.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"CMON. HIT HARDER YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A FORGOTTEN GOD." She sneers as the first hits while the second doesn't. She swings at him with her hammer.
Hit: 23 Damage: 12
She turns into her Starry Archer form again and grins.
Hit: 21 Damage: 21
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
"one nuisance gone."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
His shoulder takes the brunt of the force. "DUO!" another ring appears. "UNUS!" one final ring appears. "NIHIL! NIHIL! NIHIL!" he roars. *make two con saves*
Attack: 15 Damage: 22
Attack: 29 Damage: 36
Attack: 21 Damage: 29
Attack: 14 Damage: 22
Spears of dark energy are thrown at her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*There. Stupid dice thingy*
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
*got quiet*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Anybody?*
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
*Thanks*
Meroving steps in, grants themselves truesight
*Close enough*
They hear the voice in their head of Raphael, procession of Charity. What is it you seek, mortal?
"You got a thing against trees?" Lazarus asks
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The panther telepathically connects with Rag. Who are you, hunter?
"..." The lizardfolk studies the scythe before turning away. A ghostly apparition lingers afterwards though. The ghostly lizardfolk sits down, drinking a phantom glass. "Who are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I'm Back!!!!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The pit is about 170 feet deep. You land in the midst of a cracked and foggy wasteland. The only sound is that of a softly-running stream, and the only life is a few ferns here and there.
“Ah, well, I killed this nun because she wanted to die, see? Then her hot demon boyfriend came after me an’ I gotta find some wizard to resurrect her or else the demon kills me!”
“Oh no no no, I’m merely collected samples of native flora!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I am Ragnerious, first of my name, I am newer to this world then most. Do not interfere with my hunt.
"I am Ban as I said before." The scythe lays itself on the table "Who are you?"
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
Meroving attempts to shift the landscape to their will. 29
The tabaxi can feel the angel's presence around them. Bring the body into the church of Helios, your prayer will be answered their. Mauric gains knowledge of where the temple is
*Also Raphael knows instantly of any lies*
"How big do the samples need to be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The panther jumps and shifts into a Tressym, they continue to circle the miniature Giant.
I do not wish to interfere, merely to... wait, and watch. Curiosuity and cats and all that."
The lizardfolk grins a slim smile. "That is not an answer, but a mere name. Who are you? I am an investigator, a cook, a teacher and," looking over at the other lizardfolk, "a grandfather."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Rag shrug and begins to run farther into the forest.(300ft per round)
"You look dead to me, and in need of help moving on to the next life." the cloaked figure grabs the scythe and wraps it around the apperiation's neck "Would you like me to help?"
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
The tressym keeps up with them, following them still.
They nod no, unphased. "No. You appear to be some psychopomp. Is that correct?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Fail.
“But she wanted a new body! She said hers was made to suffer!”
“As big as the plant.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Meroving investigates, looking to find stuff in the layer before the well.
The hallow ground shall protect you from the Demon's blade. Miricales can come in many forms
"You a botanist?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Rag suddenly stops "I left my things behind."
"Correct." He lowers the scythe "The Reaper made me his parton."
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
The tyrssem begins to circle them once more. What might that be?
"Warlock?" They ask, rising their eyebrow
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now