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.
“NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
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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.
“NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
*warning: nuking is now legal… worldwide*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*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.
A green orb appears above him. “NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
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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.
"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.
A green orb appears above him. “NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
She raises a brow, looking a bit annoyed. [WIS: 23 ]
Kiko wanders outside of the Inn, looking for answers. She finds the Traitor quite quickly, standing a distance away in a more shaded part of the forest. The two notice each other almost immediately- two beings influenced by the same power, split from the same deceptively horrific existence. Each simply stares at the other for a while, processing the ramifications of what they're seeing.
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
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.
“NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
*warning: nuking is now legal… worldwide*
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*fail*
There is a loud boom as you are deafened and take 49
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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.
“NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
*warning: nuking is now legal… worldwide*
13
*fail*
There is a loud boom as you are deafened and take 52
*Riotan is immune to being deafened. Would that affect the way the damage takes effect or just the condition?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"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.
"I always make sure to study up on major threats when I enter a new stalking ground. I'm pleased to see that you surpass expectations. I'll make sure my Spectres keep identifying marks so that you can tell which ones are working for me."
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
*Maybe Allison and Alix?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
*Maybe Allison and Alix?*
Allison is outside, taking a walk, humming to herself.
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
*Maybe Allison and Alix?*
Allison is outside, taking a walk, humming to herself.
Alix is swimming in lake.
Mauric is bustling about town, getting the last few things he’ll need for the wedding.
Suhou is cautiously traveling through their river to the lake.
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
*Maybe Allison and Alix?*
Allison is outside, taking a walk, humming to herself.
Alix is swimming in lake.
Mauric is bustling about town, getting the last few things he’ll need for the wedding.\
Suhou is cautiously traveling through their river to the lake.
Alison looks over, a brow raised. She watches for a moment.
Alix, who was trying to see how long he could hold his breath. He surfaces like a whale.
She laughs warmly "Thank you.. I rather like being near you too." She says.
"My name is Luciano Borcello" He bows.
"For what?"
He warms, happy he could make her laugh "Amazing to know, are you doing better than yesterday?"
She bows again "Marionette Kosvoto. A pleasure to meet you, truly."
"For the monsters destined to come. Who are you?"
"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.
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."
"No no, I am fine. Just tired I suppose. Its nothing." She laughs a bit and shrugs "Are you okay? Anything I can get for you?"
"For what sister?" he asks.
"Pleasure to meet you ma'am" he bows.
He puts his lute down "I don't need anything, I've eaten, I've tried writing a few songs, nothing has really happened." He looks at his scared arms "Are you worried about these? Don't be."
"I believe I have been called to help adventurers, as I have potential healing abilities, but I am not sure it is the right thing to do."
She hacks up a wad of spit and spits it to the ground "Don't call me ma'am."
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'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"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.
"I always make sure to study up on major threats when I enter a new stalking ground. I'm pleased to see that you surpass expectations. I'll make sure my Spectres keep identifying marks so that you can tell which ones are working for me."
"Good, I wouldn't want to kill anyone working for you." He smiles, "Entertain me if ya would, what were your expectations exactly? I wasn't sure I was that well known before taday." *One thing I commend you on more than anything, is you can implement yourself into other people's stories really well, I love it.*
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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.'
She laughs warmly "Thank you.. I rather like being near you too." She says.
"My name is Luciano Borcello" He bows.
"For what?"
He warms, happy he could make her laugh "Amazing to know, are you doing better than yesterday?"
She bows again "Marionette Kosvoto. A pleasure to meet you, truly."
"For the monsters destined to come. Who are you?"
"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.
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."
"No no, I am fine. Just tired I suppose. Its nothing." She laughs a bit and shrugs "Are you okay? Anything I can get for you?"
"For what sister?" he asks.
"Pleasure to meet you ma'am" he bows.
He puts his lute down "I don't need anything, I've eaten, I've tried writing a few songs, nothing has really happened." He looks at his scared arms "Are you worried about these? Don't be."
"I believe I have been called to help adventurers, as I have potential healing abilities, but I am not sure it is the right thing to do."
She hacks up a wad of spit and spits it to the ground "Don't call me ma'am."
She shifts from foot to foot "Just don't want you to be hurt.."
"It is the life of Cleric." He chuckles "Someone always needs help sister, you are there to help."
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
*Maybe Allison and Alix?*
Allison is outside, taking a walk, humming to herself.
Alix is swimming in lake.
Mauric is bustling about town, getting the last few things he’ll need for the wedding.\
Suhou is cautiously traveling through their river to the lake.
Alison looks over, a brow raised. She watches for a moment.
Alix, who was trying to see how long he could hold his breath. He surfaces like a whale.
Mauric is carrying several precariously-positioned parcels and begins heading back toward the Inn.
Suhou is striding carefully along the bed of the lake, their brightly glowing body visible from the surface.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
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“NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No no, I am fine. Just tired I suppose. Its nothing." She laughs a bit and shrugs "Are you okay? Anything I can get for you?"
"For what sister?" he asks.
"Pleasure to meet you ma'am" he bows.
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
*[holds up cat who is dressed up as Jesus] W H O A R E Y O U ?*
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
*warning: nuking is now legal… worldwide*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
A green orb appears above him. “NUKE RADIO!!! WE MAKE YOUR EARDRUMS BLEED!” *please make a wis save. DC:18*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*merely a continuation of a manifestation. A shadow of an echo. Nothing less, nothing more.*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She raises a brow, looking a bit annoyed. [WIS: 23 ]
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
Kiko wanders outside of the Inn, looking for answers. She finds the Traitor quite quickly, standing a distance away in a more shaded part of the forest. The two notice each other almost immediately- two beings influenced by the same power, split from the same deceptively horrific existence. Each simply stares at the other for a while, processing the ramifications of what they're seeing.
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)
*[SCREAMS IN FEAR]*
*And yes, I wish to rp. Do you want to go with Allison, who threw up acidic bile yesterday, Stroth, who is currently sticking her hand down the Shadow Wizards throat, or someone else you have in mind?*
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
*fail*
There is a loud boom as you are deafened and take 49
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Riotan is immune to being deafened. Would that affect the way the damage takes effect or just the condition?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"I always make sure to study up on major threats when I enter a new stalking ground. I'm pleased to see that you surpass expectations. I'll make sure my Spectres keep identifying marks so that you can tell which ones are working for me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Maybe Allison and Alix?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Allison is outside, taking a walk, humming to herself.
Alix is swimming in lake.
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
Mauric is bustling about town, getting the last few things he’ll need for the wedding.
Suhou is cautiously traveling through their river to the lake.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Alison looks over, a brow raised. She watches for a moment.
Alix, who was trying to see how long he could hold his breath. He surfaces like a whale.
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 puts his lute down "I don't need anything, I've eaten, I've tried writing a few songs, nothing has really happened." He looks at his scared arms "Are you worried about these? Don't be."
"I believe I have been called to help adventurers, as I have potential healing abilities, but I am not sure it is the right thing to do."
She hacks up a wad of spit and spits it to the ground "Don't call me ma'am."
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.)
"Good, I wouldn't want to kill anyone working for you." He smiles, "Entertain me if ya would, what were your expectations exactly? I wasn't sure I was that well known before taday." *One thing I commend you on more than anything, is you can implement yourself into other people's stories really well, I love it.*
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.)
She shifts from foot to foot "Just don't want you to be hurt.."
"It is the life of Cleric." He chuckles "Someone always needs help sister, you are there to help."
Kelipso blinks and nods "Quite sorry.."
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
Mauric is carrying several precariously-positioned parcels and begins heading back toward the Inn.
Suhou is striding carefully along the bed of the lake, their brightly glowing body visible from the surface.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.