The Traitor is birdwatching, but also keeping an eye out for other people.
Isaac goes over to them "hello"
She looks over at him with her void of a face, the light 'eyes' within growing a touch brighter. "Oh, hello again! How have you been?"
"I've been well. what about you Omori?"
"I'm doing just swell! I- wait a minute, how did you..." She looks confused for a moment before realizing that where she's standing is, in fact, in direct sunlight. "...Ah, that's how."
"did you think you were hidden?"
"Not hidden, per se, but... something similar." Omori takes a step back into the shade, their identity inexplicably growing a touch more ambiguous as she does.
he nods "i see"
"So, what brings you out here? Birdwatching as well?" She adjusts her hat slightly with her long claws.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The scales on Riotan’s hand fall off to reveal a perfect replica of the robed man’s hand.
He frowns in the shadow of his robe.
“Oh, did I get a detail wrong?”
"Mocking or mimicking a shadow wizard is punishable by death." he says evenly
“But isn’t imitation the highest form of flattery?”
"No." he that cups his hands and makes a bullet out of thin air, firing it at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 20
It misses by about seven inches. “Aw, sorry about that, dude.” Riotan says sincerely. “I can stab myself for you, if you like. I‘d hate to disappoint.”
His eye gleams as he fires the spell three more times.
Attack: 14 Damage: 13
Attack: 17 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 18
The first two miss, and the third bounces off his scales. “Oh wow, sorry about that too. Gotta be reeeeeal annoying.”
He glares, raising one hand as a green glow appears.
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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.
*Hey Wendi. would you mind helping me test out my new characters combat prowess?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is ripping apart a deer's insides, eating them with a hunger that is on level with a otyugh.
The Wizard is watching from a close distance
She is bathed in its blood, her arms and face covered in it. She stands up, slurping up the lower intestine.
"Disgusting." he says softly.
Her head snaps towards them "Disgusting? I am disgusting because I am hungry? Because I am eating?"
"The blood all over your face." he says simply, walking in a circle around them, hands, feet, and face hidden
She stands up, chuckling, her laugh demonic "No no no no, I am not disgusting. You are disgusting for finding me disgusting and not minding your own business."
"I have no name." he says with a soft, melodic voice
He nods "Nameless, get a reason for bein' here? If you don't mind my askin'." *Start whenever you want to, Sparrow will choose not to go first.*
"To spread the Shadow Government!" with that his claps his pale hands together and raises them parallel to each other as a bullet appears and fires at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 14
*Ooooh. Shadow Wizard Money Gang. I assume this guy loves casting spells?*
He swiftly dodges out of the way of the bullet with a combat roll, pulling out Rosemary and shooting at him once, aiming for his eye, Damage:8 Make a DC 15 Wisdom save or not be able to see farther than 5ft in front of them.
*oooh yeah!*
WIS: 15
Just barely saves, everything goes dark for a second but they shake it off.
His cloak starts to flutter around his legs as he starts to float, casting his spell again.
Attack: 16 Damage: 18
He dodges again, barely this time, he sighs after the first bullet fail and shoots some more regular, although still magical bullets. To hit:1419 Damage:2428
He dodges the first attack midair as the second one hits. He grunts in pain, firing two more bullets.
Attack: 19 Damage: 13
Attack: 9 Damage: 18
He groans as the first bullet lands deep in his shoulder, He shoots six shoots from the hip, done playing around. To hit:19252124222128 Damage:35+937+2029302234 *Hope this doesn't kill.*
*JESUS!!! HES AT LIKE 4 HP!!!*
Blood pours from his body as he raises a hand to his chest as music starts to play, starting to heal him to max hp
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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.
*Hey Wendi. would you mind helping me test out my new characters combat prowess?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is ripping apart a deer's insides, eating them with a hunger that is on level with a otyugh.
The Wizard is watching from a close distance
She is bathed in its blood, her arms and face covered in it. She stands up, slurping up the lower intestine.
"Disgusting." he says softly.
Her head snaps towards them "Disgusting? I am disgusting because I am hungry? Because I am eating?"
"The blood all over your face." he says simply, walking in a circle around them, hands, feet, and face hidden
She stands up, chuckling, her laugh demonic "No no no no, I am not disgusting. You are disgusting for finding me disgusting and not minding your own business."
He raises a palm, one eye gleaming. "Perhaps we should settle this, Stroth."
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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.
*Hey Wendi. would you mind helping me test out my new characters combat prowess?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is ripping apart a deer's insides, eating them with a hunger that is on level with a otyugh.
The Wizard is watching from a close distance
She is bathed in its blood, her arms and face covered in it. She stands up, slurping up the lower intestine.
"Disgusting." he says softly.
Her head snaps towards them "Disgusting? I am disgusting because I am hungry? Because I am eating?"
"The blood all over your face." he says simply, walking in a circle around them, hands, feet, and face hidden
She stands up, chuckling, her laugh demonic "No no no no, I am not disgusting. You are disgusting for finding me disgusting and not minding your own business."
He raises a palm, one eye gleaming. "Perhaps we should settle this, Stroth."
"Oh, you know my name huh? I can assure you this my friend, if you start this, it won't end well for you." she flicks her wrist, a cane made of black glass suddenly forming in her hand.
They sigh. "I'm sorry to say, but the dead usually remain dead where I'm from. I can't make you human again, at least, not on my own. Seek the Eyeless Traitor. Tell her that I sent you, and then tell her your story."
"I... Alright. I'll let her know when I can. If I can't go back to being human, then is there some other way I can be something other than this... what is this, some kind of ooze?" Her eyes turn to face each other.
"I wish I could help you more, but at the moment I need more time to study this issue properly. Everything is in place for you so far, you just need to follow the breadcrumbs."
They sigh and nod. "I must admit that I am biased against you profession, and heavily so. I don't care about how equal we are in your eyes. We are not equal and we never will be. People use equal, fair, just, good, and right as if they were the same word, when most of them are mutually exclusive. Our world sickens me, so I'm trying to fix it. People in your profession work to maintain the status quo in one way or another, and I would gladly pay you folks off, but you usually already have everything you want other than cold hard cash and guilt-free blood, two things I cannot provide."
"I will phrase this simply: Life is not fair, and it never will be. Death is not fair either, even if it treats everyone equally. I try to fix the unfairness by tipping the scales in whichever direction I choose, whether to help myself or others. I cheat. I will never understand the honor you hunters claim to have, but I cannot say I don't appreciate it when I see it."
He nods slowly with their words, agreement on their face "Honor is a lie told by the prideful who think their better than anybody else. I ain't going to tell ya anything that ain't true, you are good enough to deserve life in my eyes, and by that, I'll do what I can for ya." He holsters Rosemary, lowering his bandana to reveal his scar and a smile "You ain't going to fix the world, but I know you can move things closer to not bein' broken. You don't need to give nothin' to me."
They smile. "You have a good heart. It may not be better than anyone else's, but it is still a good one. I doubt I'll get to see it in person. If you are ever at a desperate point, call for me. I'd love to earn a favor from you."
He laughs "A doubt you could earn a favor from me, but we will have to see the day won't we? Fate doesn't care how strong or famous some hunter from the west." He pats them on the back "I don't think I caught your name pardner."
*Hey Wendi. would you mind helping me test out my new characters combat prowess?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is ripping apart a deer's insides, eating them with a hunger that is on level with a otyugh.
The Wizard is watching from a close distance
She is bathed in its blood, her arms and face covered in it. She stands up, slurping up the lower intestine.
"Disgusting." he says softly.
Her head snaps towards them "Disgusting? I am disgusting because I am hungry? Because I am eating?"
"The blood all over your face." he says simply, walking in a circle around them, hands, feet, and face hidden
She stands up, chuckling, her laugh demonic "No no no no, I am not disgusting. You are disgusting for finding me disgusting and not minding your own business."
He raises a palm, one eye gleaming. "Perhaps we should settle this, Stroth."
"Oh, you know my name huh? I can assure you this my friend, if you start this, it won't end well for you." she flicks her wrist, a cane made of black glass suddenly forming in her hand.
"Well. We'll see." he says as three bullets form, launching at her.
Attack: 19 Damage: 22
Attack: 22 Damage: 23
Attack: 21 Damage: 17
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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.
They smile. "You have a good heart. It may not be better than anyone else's, but it is still a good one. I doubt I'll get to see it in person. If you are ever at a desperate point, call for me. I'd love to earn a favor from you."
He laughs "A doubt you could earn a favor from me, but we will have to see the day won't we? Fate doesn't care how strong or famous some hunter from the west." He pats them on the back "I don't think I caught your name pardner."
"Charlie Pickler was my name in life. They tried to steal it from me after my sacrifice, but I wouldn't let them. The military can be quite vile when desperate."
"I have no name." he says with a soft, melodic voice
He nods "Nameless, get a reason for bein' here? If you don't mind my askin'." *Start whenever you want to, Sparrow will choose not to go first.*
"To spread the Shadow Government!" with that his claps his pale hands together and raises them parallel to each other as a bullet appears and fires at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 14
*Ooooh. Shadow Wizard Money Gang. I assume this guy loves casting spells?*
He swiftly dodges out of the way of the bullet with a combat roll, pulling out Rosemary and shooting at him once, aiming for his eye, Damage:8 Make a DC 15 Wisdom save or not be able to see farther than 5ft in front of them.
*oooh yeah!*
WIS: 15
Just barely saves, everything goes dark for a second but they shake it off.
His cloak starts to flutter around his legs as he starts to float, casting his spell again.
Attack: 16 Damage: 18
He dodges again, barely this time, he sighs after the first bullet fail and shoots some more regular, although still magical bullets. To hit:1419 Damage:2428
He dodges the first attack midair as the second one hits. He grunts in pain, firing two more bullets.
Attack: 19 Damage: 13
Attack: 9 Damage: 18
He groans as the first bullet lands deep in his shoulder, He shoots six shoots from the hip, done playing around. To hit:19252124222128 Damage:35+937+2029302234 *Hope this doesn't kill.*
*JESUS!!! HES AT LIKE 4 HP!!!*
Blood pours from his body as he raises a hand to his chest as music starts to play, starting to heal him to max hp
*Dang, I didn't expect to almost take him out without using Action Surge.*
He lets him heal himself back up to full, but the moment he's full he shoots him with the blinding bullet again. Damage:5 Same save.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I have no name." he says with a soft, melodic voice
He nods "Nameless, get a reason for bein' here? If you don't mind my askin'." *Start whenever you want to, Sparrow will choose not to go first.*
"To spread the Shadow Government!" with that his claps his pale hands together and raises them parallel to each other as a bullet appears and fires at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 14
*Ooooh. Shadow Wizard Money Gang. I assume this guy loves casting spells?*
He swiftly dodges out of the way of the bullet with a combat roll, pulling out Rosemary and shooting at him once, aiming for his eye, Damage:8 Make a DC 15 Wisdom save or not be able to see farther than 5ft in front of them.
*oooh yeah!*
WIS: 15
Just barely saves, everything goes dark for a second but they shake it off.
His cloak starts to flutter around his legs as he starts to float, casting his spell again.
Attack: 16 Damage: 18
He dodges again, barely this time, he sighs after the first bullet fail and shoots some more regular, although still magical bullets. To hit:1419 Damage:2428
He dodges the first attack midair as the second one hits. He grunts in pain, firing two more bullets.
Attack: 19 Damage: 13
Attack: 9 Damage: 18
He groans as the first bullet lands deep in his shoulder, He shoots six shoots from the hip, done playing around. To hit:19252124222128 Damage:35+937+2029302234 *Hope this doesn't kill.*
*JESUS!!! HES AT LIKE 4 HP!!!*
Blood pours from his body as he raises a hand to his chest as music starts to play, starting to heal him to max hp
*Dang, I didn't expect to almost take him out without using Action Surge.*
He lets him heal himself back up to full, but the moment he's full he shoots him with the blinding bullet again. Damage:5 Same save.
WIS: 8
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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 scales on Riotan’s hand fall off to reveal a perfect replica of the robed man’s hand.
He frowns in the shadow of his robe.
“Oh, did I get a detail wrong?”
"Mocking or mimicking a shadow wizard is punishable by death." he says evenly
“But isn’t imitation the highest form of flattery?”
"No." he that cups his hands and makes a bullet out of thin air, firing it at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 20
It misses by about seven inches. “Aw, sorry about that, dude.” Riotan says sincerely. “I can stab myself for you, if you like. I‘d hate to disappoint.”
His eye gleams as he fires the spell three more times.
Attack: 14 Damage: 13
Attack: 17 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 18
The first two miss, and the third bounces off his scales. “Oh wow, sorry about that too. Gotta be reeeeeal annoying.”
He glares, raising one hand as a green glow appears.
*meet the alt*
”Ooh, I can do that too.” The runes on Riotan’s arm turn a sickly lime color and a small bubble of sizzling, vivid green acid materializes and floats just above the palm of his hand.
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
They sigh. "I'm sorry to say, but the dead usually remain dead where I'm from. I can't make you human again, at least, not on my own. Seek the Eyeless Traitor. Tell her that I sent you, and then tell her your story."
"I... Alright. I'll let her know when I can. If I can't go back to being human, then is there some other way I can be something other than this... what is this, some kind of ooze?" Her eyes turn to face each other.
"I wish I could help you more, but at the moment I need more time to study this issue properly. Everything is in place for you so far, you just need to follow the breadcrumbs."
"Very well. Thanks for the help." She gets up from her chair and heads off to find the Traitor. Perhaps she can get more answers from her.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I have no name." he says with a soft, melodic voice
He nods "Nameless, get a reason for bein' here? If you don't mind my askin'." *Start whenever you want to, Sparrow will choose not to go first.*
"To spread the Shadow Government!" with that his claps his pale hands together and raises them parallel to each other as a bullet appears and fires at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 14
*Ooooh. Shadow Wizard Money Gang. I assume this guy loves casting spells?*
He swiftly dodges out of the way of the bullet with a combat roll, pulling out Rosemary and shooting at him once, aiming for his eye, Damage:8 Make a DC 15 Wisdom save or not be able to see farther than 5ft in front of them.
*oooh yeah!*
WIS: 15
Just barely saves, everything goes dark for a second but they shake it off.
His cloak starts to flutter around his legs as he starts to float, casting his spell again.
Attack: 16 Damage: 18
He dodges again, barely this time, he sighs after the first bullet fail and shoots some more regular, although still magical bullets. To hit:1419 Damage:2428
He dodges the first attack midair as the second one hits. He grunts in pain, firing two more bullets.
Attack: 19 Damage: 13
Attack: 9 Damage: 18
He groans as the first bullet lands deep in his shoulder, He shoots six shoots from the hip, done playing around. To hit:19252124222128 Damage:35+937+2029302234 *Hope this doesn't kill.*
*JESUS!!! HES AT LIKE 4 HP!!!*
Blood pours from his body as he raises a hand to his chest as music starts to play, starting to heal him to max hp
*Dang, I didn't expect to almost take him out without using Action Surge.*
He lets him heal himself back up to full, but the moment he's full he shoots him with the blinding bullet again. Damage:5 Same save.
WIS: 8
He can no longer see farther than Five feet in front of him. Sparrow ducks into one of the alleys to hide. Stealth:22
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Hey Wendi. would you mind helping me test out my new characters combat prowess?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is ripping apart a deer's insides, eating them with a hunger that is on level with a otyugh.
The Wizard is watching from a close distance
She is bathed in its blood, her arms and face covered in it. She stands up, slurping up the lower intestine.
"Disgusting." he says softly.
Her head snaps towards them "Disgusting? I am disgusting because I am hungry? Because I am eating?"
"The blood all over your face." he says simply, walking in a circle around them, hands, feet, and face hidden
She stands up, chuckling, her laugh demonic "No no no no, I am not disgusting. You are disgusting for finding me disgusting and not minding your own business."
He raises a palm, one eye gleaming. "Perhaps we should settle this, Stroth."
"Oh, you know my name huh? I can assure you this my friend, if you start this, it won't end well for you." she flicks her wrist, a cane made of black glass suddenly forming in her hand.
"Well. We'll see." he says as three bullets form, launching at her.
She is able to dodge each bullet, chuckling madly "Really? C'mon bud, you can do better!" She chirps, making a symbol in the air. Black smoke begins to wrap around her, the area becoming obscure and hard to see more than a foot in front of your face. He now has a disadvantage on any WIS saves in terms of recognizing the area around him or to figure out where she is. She appears behind him, her hands prying open his mouth, sticking her hand down it, giggling madly.
They smile. "You have a good heart. It may not be better than anyone else's, but it is still a good one. I doubt I'll get to see it in person. If you are ever at a desperate point, call for me. I'd love to earn a favor from you."
He laughs "A doubt you could earn a favor from me, but we will have to see the day won't we? Fate doesn't care how strong or famous some hunter from the west." He pats them on the back "I don't think I caught your name pardner."
"Charlie Pickler was my name in life. They tried to steal it from me after my sacrifice, but I wouldn't let them. The military can be quite vile when desperate."
"Well it's nice to meet ya Charlie. You already know my name, and probably more about me than I know, but I ain't worried about it. Ann and Mary say hello as well." The gloves glow bright for a second as he says their names.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"So, what brings you out here? Birdwatching as well?" She adjusts her hat slightly with her long claws.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He glares, raising one hand as a green glow appears.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She stands up, chuckling, her laugh demonic "No no no no, I am not disgusting. You are disgusting for finding me disgusting and not minding your own business."
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
*JESUS!!! HES AT LIKE 4 HP!!!*
Blood pours from his body as he raises a hand to his chest as music starts to play, starting to heal him to max hp
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"A bit better. I slept very well, but I'm still a bit tired." She shrugged.
He smiles warmly, his smile like the sun "As is to you!"
"Oh, uh, my name is Kelipso." He says.
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
He raises a palm, one eye gleaming. "Perhaps we should settle this, Stroth."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Oh, you know my name huh? I can assure you this my friend, if you start this, it won't end well for you." she flicks her wrist, a cane made of black glass suddenly forming in her hand.
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
"I wish I could help you more, but at the moment I need more time to study this issue properly. Everything is in place for you so far, you just need to follow the breadcrumbs."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He laughs "A doubt you could earn a favor from me, but we will have to see the day won't we? Fate doesn't care how strong or famous some hunter from the west." He pats them on the back "I don't think I caught your name pardner."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Well. We'll see." he says as three bullets form, launching at her.
Attack: 19 Damage: 22
Attack: 22 Damage: 23
Attack: 21 Damage: 17
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Charlie Pickler was my name in life. They tried to steal it from me after my sacrifice, but I wouldn't let them. The military can be quite vile when desperate."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Dang, I didn't expect to almost take him out without using Action Surge.*
He lets him heal himself back up to full, but the moment he's full he shoots him with the blinding bullet again. Damage:5 Same save.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
WIS: 8
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*meet the alt*
”Ooh, I can do that too.” The runes on Riotan’s arm turn a sickly lime color and a small bubble of sizzling, vivid green acid materializes and floats just above the palm of his hand.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
His smile drops a bit, his face worried "Do you need me to do anything for you? Anything that will make you feel better?"
She returns a smile almost half as bright "I have heard of you, do you have an advice?"
She nods "Hello Kelipso, I am Ciara. I'm an Arbalest specialist."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Very well. Thanks for the help." She gets up from her chair and heads off to find the Traitor. Perhaps she can get more answers from her.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He can no longer see farther than Five feet in front of him. Sparrow ducks into one of the alleys to hide. Stealth:22
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*hey Wendi wanna rp*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/monsters/4878178-stroth-blackwood
She is able to dodge each bullet, chuckling madly "Really? C'mon bud, you can do better!" She chirps, making a symbol in the air. Black smoke begins to wrap around her, the area becoming obscure and hard to see more than a foot in front of your face. He now has a disadvantage on any WIS saves in terms of recognizing the area around him or to figure out where she is. She appears behind him, her hands prying open his mouth, sticking her hand down it, giggling madly.
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
"Well it's nice to meet ya Charlie. You already know my name, and probably more about me than I know, but I ain't worried about it. Ann and Mary say hello as well." The gloves glow bright for a second as he says their names.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)