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?"
The river seems to lead through what resemble fields. Some kind of grain is being grown, and there are old rusted tools and signs of activity there.
“…okay.” Mauric heads in that direction.
“A destroyer of worlds.”
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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.
"Correct." He lowers the scythe "The Reaper made me his parton."
The tyrssem begins to circle them once more. What might that be?
"Warlock?" They ask, rising their eyebrow
Rag punches a tree in anger, causing it to explode into splinters "My magic items and legendary things. I made a bet I wouldn't lose them for a year!"
"Yes." as he says this, a rock falls onto the head of the cloaked figure, causing a helmet to roll out. This causes the cloak to fall, as if the helmet was his head.
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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.
*GUYS. MY WORK LET ME WEAR MY PINS ON MY WORK SHIRT :D*
*I got my two enamel pins, one of Alastor and one of a cat dressed up as a ghost, and a Pride pin for Panromantic/Demisexual, a pin of the Lore Olympus logo, and one of the cat from that one meme of the woman yelling at it that says "I work here"*
*GUYS. MY WORK LET ME WEAR MY PINS ON MY WORK SHIRT :D*
*I got my two enamel pins, one of Alastor and one of a cat dressed up as a ghost, and a Pride pin for Panromantic/Demisexual, a pin of the Lore Olympus logo, and one of the cat from that one meme of the woman yelling at it that says "I work here"*
*Anyone who walks up to me can instantly tell I'm weird as heck.z
*GUYS. MY WORK LET ME WEAR MY PINS ON MY WORK SHIRT :D*
*I got my two enamel pins, one of Alastor and one of a cat dressed up as a ghost, and a Pride pin for Panromantic/Demisexual, a pin of the Lore Olympus logo, and one of the cat from that one meme of the woman yelling at it that says "I work here"*
*Anyone who walks up to me can instantly tell I'm weird as heck.z
The tyrssem begins to circle them once more. What might that be?
"Warlock?" They ask, rising their eyebrow
Rag punches a tree in anger, causing it to explode into splinters "My magic items and legendary things. I made a bet I wouldn't lose them for a year!"
"Yes." as he says this, a rock falls onto the head of the cloaked figure, causing a helmet to roll out. This causes the cloak to fall, as if the helmet was his head.
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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'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The river seems to lead through what resemble fields. Some kind of grain is being grown, and there are old rusted tools and signs of activity there.
“…okay.” Mauric heads in that direction.
“A destroyer of worlds.”
Meroving looks for any demons
*timeskip?*
"Not just trees?" They joke
There are none present. A few embers drift through the sky.
*sure*
“Oh no. I preserve elements of the world in the Archive. These trees are being sent to Father’s realm.”
Meroving lightstrikes the ground, sees what happens
They arrive at a makeshift temple, that is made of numerous circus style tents. Greg is manning the door
"And who might the father be?"
After a while, a yuan-ti malison with black scales flecked with white runs up. “WHAT’S HAPPENING?!”
“Uhh… some angel told me to come here.” Mauric is dragging a nun’s body by the feet. “I’m supposed to find a wizard and get him to bury this body respectfully, then build a new body for the soul.”
The tyrssem begins to circle them once more. What might that be?
"Warlock?" They ask, rising their eyebrow
Rag punches a tree in anger, causing it to explode into splinters "My magic items and legendary things. I made a bet I wouldn't lose them for a year!"
"Yes." as he says this, a rock falls onto the head of the cloaked figure, causing a helmet to roll out. This causes the cloak to fall, as if the helmet was his head.
*thanks!*
The cat hovers infront of them. Need a hug? Or a pat on the back?
Ihtros picks up the head and puts it back on them
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The tyrssem begins to circle them once more. What might that be?
"Warlock?" They ask, rising their eyebrow
Rag punches a tree in anger, causing it to explode into splinters "My magic items and legendary things. I made a bet I wouldn't lose them for a year!"
"Yes." as he says this, a rock falls onto the head of the cloaked figure, causing a helmet to roll out. This causes the cloak to fall, as if the helmet was his head.
*thanks!*
The cat hovers infront of them. Need a hug? Or a pat on the back?
Ihtros picks up the head and puts it back on them
Rag takes a deep breath "Thank you, I'll be able to find it." Rag hops a few times before running back to where he was.
Souls flood and ignite in the helm "Thank 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 river seems to lead through what resemble fields. Some kind of grain is being grown, and there are old rusted tools and signs of activity there.
“…okay.” Mauric heads in that direction.
“A destroyer of worlds.”
Meroving looks for any demons
*timeskip?*
"Not just trees?" They joke
There are none present. A few embers drift through the sky.
*sure*
“Oh no. I preserve elements of the world in the Archive. These trees are being sent to Father’s realm.”
Meroving lightstrikes the ground, sees what happens
They arrive at a makeshift temple, that is made of numerous circus style tents. Greg is manning the door
"And who might the father be?"
After a while, a yuan-ti malison with black scales flecked with white runs up. “WHAT’S HAPPENING?!”
“Uhh… some angel told me to come here.” Mauric is dragging a nun’s body by the feet. “I’m supposed to find a wizard and get him to bury this body respectfully, then build a new body for the soul.”
“Can’t say, I’m afraid.”
Meroving turns to them, waving. "Pleasure to meet you, sir. Who might you be?"
"Wow, wow, calm down there, man." Greg says, before motioning for some people to lay the nun's body on a stretcher. "You want a resurrection?"
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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 river seems to lead through what resemble fields. Some kind of grain is being grown, and there are old rusted tools and signs of activity there.
“…okay.” Mauric heads in that direction.
“A destroyer of worlds.”
Meroving looks for any demons
*timeskip?*
"Not just trees?" They joke
There are none present. A few embers drift through the sky.
*sure*
“Oh no. I preserve elements of the world in the Archive. These trees are being sent to Father’s realm.”
Meroving lightstrikes the ground, sees what happens
They arrive at a makeshift temple, that is made of numerous circus style tents. Greg is manning the door
"And who might the father be?"
After a while, a yuan-ti malison with black scales flecked with white runs up. “WHAT’S HAPPENING?!”
“Uhh… some angel told me to come here.” Mauric is dragging a nun’s body by the feet. “I’m supposed to find a wizard and get him to bury this body respectfully, then build a new body for the soul.”
“Can’t say, I’m afraid.”
Meroving turns to them, waving. "Pleasure to meet you, sir. Who might you be?"
"Wow, wow, calm down there, man." Greg says, before motioning for some people to lay the nun's body on a stretcher. "You want a resurrection?"
The yuan-ti seems stunned.
“No! I’m looking for a wizard. She didn’t want to be in this body.”
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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 tyrssem begins to circle them once more. What might that be?
"Warlock?" They ask, rising their eyebrow
Rag punches a tree in anger, causing it to explode into splinters "My magic items and legendary things. I made a bet I wouldn't lose them for a year!"
"Yes." as he says this, a rock falls onto the head of the cloaked figure, causing a helmet to roll out. This causes the cloak to fall, as if the helmet was his head.
*thanks!*
The cat hovers infront of them. Need a hug? Or a pat on the back?
Ihtros picks up the head and puts it back on them
Rag takes a deep breath "Thank you, I'll be able to find it." Rag hops a few times before running back to where he was.
Souls flood and ignite in the helm "Thank you."
The tressym waits on the ground for them. What are you hunting?
"Least I could do. How old are you?"
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The river seems to lead through what resemble fields. Some kind of grain is being grown, and there are old rusted tools and signs of activity there.
“…okay.” Mauric heads in that direction.
“A destroyer of worlds.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rag punches a tree in anger, causing it to explode into splinters "My magic items and legendary things. I made a bet I wouldn't lose them for a year!"
"Yes." as he says this, a rock falls onto the head of the cloaked figure, causing a helmet to roll out. This causes the cloak to fall, as if the helmet was his head.
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
*GUYS. MY WORK LET ME WEAR MY PINS ON MY WORK SHIRT :D*
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
Meroving looks for any demons
*timeskip?*
"Not just trees?" They joke
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*that’s so cool :)*
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 got my two enamel pins, one of Alastor and one of a cat dressed up as a ghost, and a Pride pin for Panromantic/Demisexual, a pin of the Lore Olympus logo, and one of the cat from that one meme of the woman yelling at it that says "I work here"*
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
*Anyone who walks up to me can instantly tell I'm weird as heck.z
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 are none present. A few embers drift through the sky.
*sure*
“Oh no. I preserve elements of the world in the Archive. These trees are being sent to Father’s realm.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*yoooooo, nice!*
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
hi
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Meroving lightstrikes the ground, sees what happens
They arrive at a makeshift temple, that is made of numerous circus style tents. Greg is manning the door
"And who might the father be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
After a while, a yuan-ti malison with black scales flecked with white runs up. “WHAT’S HAPPENING?!”
“Uhh… some angel told me to come here.” Mauric is dragging a nun’s body by the feet. “I’m supposed to find a wizard and get him to bury this body respectfully, then build a new body for the soul.”
“Can’t say, I’m afraid.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*thanks!*
The cat hovers infront of them. Need a hug? Or a pat on the back?
Ihtros picks up the head and puts it back on them
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael looks around for Lore or Tobias
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Rag takes a deep breath "Thank you, I'll be able to find it." Rag hops a few times before running back to where he was.
Souls flood and ignite in the helm "Thank 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 turns to them, waving. "Pleasure to meet you, sir. Who might you be?"
"Wow, wow, calm down there, man." Greg says, before motioning for some people to lay the nun's body on a stretcher. "You want a resurrection?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The yuan-ti seems stunned.
“No! I’m looking for a wizard. She didn’t want to be in this body.”
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 tressym waits on the ground for them. What are you hunting?
"Least I could do. How old are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now