11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Wrong place, wrong time. A Tielfing, about 5'7 or so, had almost got ran over by the mechanical monstrosity. She has dark red skin, curling horns, large down-pointed ears, long charcoal hair is tied back in a bun, and bright orange eyes. She clutches her chest, a comical look on her face as she watches her life flash before her eyes.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Wrong place, wrong time. A Tielfing, about 5'7 or so, had almost got ran over by the mechanical monstrosity. She has dark red skin, curling horns, large down-pointed ears, long charcoal hair is tied back in a bun, and bright orange eyes. She clutches her chest, a comical look on her face as she watches her life flash before her eyes.
The mech frantically motions to lie down and mimes crawling.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Make a perception check. Something is watching from the trees.
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A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Make a perception check. Something is watching from the trees.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Make a perception check. Something is watching from the trees.
The mech braces for an impact, and the forest behind him explodes, and many of the trees catch on fire around the impact zone. It scans the trees and forest floor for other combatants.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Make a perception check. Something is watching from the trees.
The mech braces for an impact, and the forest behind him explodes, and many of the trees catch on fire around the impact zone. It scans the trees and forest floor for other combatants.
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Thirteen watches the machine’s progress exasperatedly. “God, not one of these…”
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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.
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Make a perception check. Something is watching from the trees.
*:0, cyno! {hug}*
*hi alaric :3*
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*If i didn't suck at aiming, i'd enjoy it more lol, i'm so used to having sights*
*I'm joining a campaign a friend is running and i can't decide between throwing knife mage and titanfall TwT*
*Totally not making a Tielfing -*
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
*doubt*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*NOT making a mech pilot rn*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Same, totally not doing that because i replayed titanfall 2 recently*
*I should make tieflings more often, they're so fun*
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Hi hi :3*
(how are you)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*I'm oki, making characters since i no longer have their sheets*
A large crashing noise comes from the forest by the tavern, and the repetitive sound of machine gun fire pings off of metal. You can see small trees being slammed aside as a heavy thumping noise shakes the forest. A large metal machine with a vaguely humanoid shape breaks through the tree line and takes cover behind a boulder. The bright orange vents on the mech's shoulders and back open, and a rush of hot air can be seen blowing back the grass around it. The mech holsters its flamethrower, and tosses a grenade into the forest behind it.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Wrong place, wrong time. A Tielfing, about 5'7 or so, had almost got ran over by the mechanical monstrosity. She has dark red skin, curling horns, large down-pointed ears, long charcoal hair is tied back in a bun, and bright orange eyes. She clutches her chest, a comical look on her face as she watches her life flash before her eyes.
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
The mech frantically motions to lie down and mimes crawling.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Make a perception check. Something is watching from the trees.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*:0, cyno! {hug}*
The mech braces for an impact, and the forest behind him explodes, and many of the trees catch on fire around the impact zone. It scans the trees and forest floor for other combatants.
Perception: 19
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*lemme try the dice roll again*
26
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Thirteen watches the machine’s progress exasperatedly. “God, not one of these…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hi alaric :3*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ