Theren points at the two skulls on a nearby table. "Checked that box."
"The children were slaughtered by the demon." he says simply
“Well then it’s as simple as this, I’d say.” He responds, carefully and respectfully lifting one skull to the table, taking from his satchel a few sticks of incense, lighting them by magic, and uttering the incantation.
“Ohhh. Well then it was a boring and senseless demon. Most of them have more class than that.”
Theren watches. As the incantation is muttered black smoke rises...something isn't right. Make a con save with disadvantage please*
"Yes. Most of them are senseless." he says with a frown.
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“Yep. Cool tattoos by the way! Though I wonder if that Jesus guy won’t be traumatized when He comes back down since y’all have been touting the symbol of His gruesome death all over the place.”
*oof fail.*
Images start to flash through Thirteens mind, slowly breaking it. Death and fire flashes through his mind quickly.
"I respect the Lord. Those who defile his image deserve death."
Thirteen’s eyes roll back as though entering a trance, the crescents of his Transcendence illuminated. He stiffens and simply stands still, completely rigid.
“Harsh.” Riotan thinks for a moment. “What’s your stance on supersessionism?”
He sees Theren and Leo side by side, pierced by black rods through their hearts. Phoenix and Nick killed with arrows and swords.
"I do not care about that nonsense. sinners need to be cleansed."
Thirteen’s mouth falls open vacantly, lost in the vision.
“Oh you’re one of those fire and brimstone-type guys? I bet it’s gotta hurt to know that sinners can advance and achieve godly power through further cruelties once they die, then.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"I could make it out of celestial bronze...it would make it nearly impossible to break. Especially if I put some magic imbued with it."
"I could also see if I can't find out anything more about this. All I know is what my client told me"
"Try to find out more about the runes.."
"I can try again I guess"
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*Back now, drunk something that should help with the fever. How y’all doin? Anyone want to role play? If so, picking the characters would be nice.*
*Who do you have Jester?*
*I got three new ones, A shifter, A changeling, and a Taxabi, the anime characters, the angel gym bro, the DD cast, Sparrow, Rag, Damian, Sanviento, Thane, and a few other in and out I think.*
*ok, for Theren we'll do the changeling. Leo will deal with the angel gym bro, and Father Yosef will interact with the tabaxi.*
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
They hear the sound of crashing thunder outside, and then a near perfect replica of Theren walks into the library, the only difference being the sky blue robe they are wearing, and the sword crackling with lightning on their back.
The Celestial gym bro is reading up on some reports he got from his people in the Celestial realm, because he still has a job. He sees the forge, and decides to take a break, watching them silently as not to interfere.
The Tabaxi is watching nearby from a treetop, perched like a cat would be, they are wearing light adventuring gear, lean and muscular like a cheetah, their eyes orange slits.
Theren rubs his eyes. "Dude...identity theft is no joke."
Leo is tightening a bolt on a motor with a wrench. He is covered in grease.
The Demon slowly vanishes, dead. Yosef cleans his hands and slowly puts back on his gloves.
He shrugs, his voice like a calm breeze “I don’t even know your name man, don’t worry, it’s how I meet people.” He shifts into a handsome Air genasi and sits down.
He walks over to provide him with help, give him any tools that are out of reach, wipe his brow, give him water, basic stuff.
They somersault off of a tree branch, landing perfectly on the ground. Looking to the area around them, curious “Why?”
“And what exactly does that mean?” Her voice sounds far less composed and relaxed than it usually does.
"Oh no, you okay?" He asks.
"Taps into your guilt feeds off of it and all that." he shrugs
Everything scares me when I’m out of water.
”Can I leave it? Or am I trapped?”
"Oh.. Do you need water?" He asked.
"You can leave but I don't think it wants you to yet." He shrugs.
No… I am water. But I like to stay in my river when I can… though I have to leave a lot anyway.
“How do you know??” Loriche is utterly baffled right now.
"oooh, sorry, im a bit stupid." He chuckles.
"I see what the house produces." He chuckles
That was a fair derivation from my answer. You are not stupid.
“But how would that let you know what it wants? And what does it even want from me to begin with???”
"Eh, I kinda am." he chuckles.
"I don't know, I've been here for a good hundred years and I am stuck here."
What else are you? They ask, sitting on their haunches, still peering up at you with great interest.
“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh… you’re not helping…” She groans, leaning against one wall and sliding down to sit at its base, holding her helmeted head in her hands, apparently overwhelmed.
"Uhhhhhjust a guy." He chuckles, shrugging.
Home walks over "You want to go outside? I mean, you can, I can't but maybe it would help?"
They tilt their head further, seemingly waiting for further elaboration.
She looks up at him. “I thought you said I couldn’t??”
He tilts his head back, shrugging again "I don't know what to say."
The Seer and The Traitor are both outside the Inn, and they're fighting. Traitor turns invisible often to avoid the Seer's spells, and the Seer in turn keeps dodging and parrying whatever the Traitor throws at her. Neither one is gaining any ground, though it's clear that Traitor is growing more weary as time goes on.
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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)
He sees Theren and Leo side by side, pierced by black rods through their hearts. Phoenix and Nick killed with arrows and swords.
"I do not care about that nonsense. sinners need to be cleansed."
Thirteen’s mouth falls open vacantly, lost in the vision.
“Oh you’re one of those fire and brimstone-type guys? I bet it’s gotta hurt to know that sinners can advance and achieve godly power through further cruelties once they die, then.”
The vision end, throwing him back into reality, not before seeing the Nameless God's smiling face.
"And i'll cleanse them then as well."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“And what exactly does that mean?” Her voice sounds far less composed and relaxed than it usually does.
"Oh no, you okay?" He asks.
"Taps into your guilt feeds off of it and all that." he shrugs
Everything scares me when I’m out of water.
”Can I leave it? Or am I trapped?”
"Oh.. Do you need water?" He asked.
"You can leave but I don't think it wants you to yet." He shrugs.
No… I am water. But I like to stay in my river when I can… though I have to leave a lot anyway.
“How do you know??” Loriche is utterly baffled right now.
"oooh, sorry, im a bit stupid." He chuckles.
"I see what the house produces." He chuckles
That was a fair derivation from my answer. You are not stupid.
“But how would that let you know what it wants? And what does it even want from me to begin with???”
"Eh, I kinda am." he chuckles.
"I don't know, I've been here for a good hundred years and I am stuck here."
What else are you? They ask, sitting on their haunches, still peering up at you with great interest.
“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh… you’re not helping…” She groans, leaning against one wall and sliding down to sit at its base, holding her helmeted head in her hands, apparently overwhelmed.
"Uhhhhhjust a guy." He chuckles, shrugging.
Home walks over "You want to go outside? I mean, you can, I can't but maybe it would help?"
They tilt their head further, seemingly waiting for further elaboration.
She looks up at him. “I thought you said I couldn’t??”
He tilts his head back, shrugging again "I don't know what to say."
"I can't. You can try." he chuckles.
Fair enough. What’s that device you carry? Their tail flicks toward the camera.
“Ohh. Okay…” She gets to her feet and begins carefully stepping over and around the minotaur bodies, her eyes shut tightly so as to not have to see the faces of her old siblings-at-arms.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Theren rubs his eyes. "Dude...identity theft is no joke."
Leo is tightening a bolt on a motor with a wrench. He is covered in grease.
The Demon slowly vanishes, dead. Yosef cleans his hands and slowly puts back on his gloves.
He shrugs, his voice like a calm breeze “I don’t even know your name man, don’t worry, it’s how I meet people.” He shifts into a handsome Air genasi and sits down.
He walks over to provide him with help, give him any tools that are out of reach, wipe his brow, give him water, basic stuff.
They somersault off of a tree branch, landing perfectly on the ground. Looking to the area around them, curious “Why?”
"Names Theren Dotsk. I'm sure there are rumors out there about me."
Leo looks up. "Thanks hermano.."
"It slaughtered children." he says simply.
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Fair enough. What’s that device you carry? Their tail flicks toward the camera.
“Ohh. Okay…” She gets to her feet and begins carefully stepping over and around the minotaur bodies, her eyes shut tightly so as to not have to see the faces of her old siblings-at-arms.
"My camera? It takes pictures." he holds it out to them.
He sees Theren and Leo side by side, pierced by black rods through their hearts. Phoenix and Nick killed with arrows and swords.
"I do not care about that nonsense. sinners need to be cleansed."
Thirteen’s mouth falls open vacantly, lost in the vision.
“Oh you’re one of those fire and brimstone-type guys? I bet it’s gotta hurt to know that sinners can advance and achieve godly power through further cruelties once they die, then.”
The vision end, throwing him back into reality, not before seeing the Nameless God's smiling face.
"And i'll cleanse them then as well."
“W-well… that didn’t work as hoped…” He gasps, blinking rapidly to try and clear the hideous visage from his sight.
“Gooooooood luck then…” He responds in a singsong voice, looking up at the sky, his hands in his pockets.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
The Seer and The Traitor are both outside the Inn, and they're fighting. Traitor turns invisible often to avoid the Seer's spells, and the Seer in turn keeps dodging and parrying whatever the Traitor throws at her. Neither one is gaining any ground, though it's clear that Traitor is growing more weary as time goes on.
The Tarnished steps in. All spells are instantly shattered. "ENOUGH!" he roars, slamming his sword into the dirt.
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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.
Fair enough. What’s that device you carry? Their tail flicks toward the camera.
“Ohh. Okay…” She gets to her feet and begins carefully stepping over and around the minotaur bodies, her eyes shut tightly so as to not have to see the faces of her old siblings-at-arms.
"My camera? It takes pictures." he holds it out to them.
Home watches, leaning in the doorway.
Who does it take them from?
She continues down the hall, not sure what will happen as she gets closer to the exit.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He sees Theren and Leo side by side, pierced by black rods through their hearts. Phoenix and Nick killed with arrows and swords.
"I do not care about that nonsense. sinners need to be cleansed."
Thirteen’s mouth falls open vacantly, lost in the vision.
“Oh you’re one of those fire and brimstone-type guys? I bet it’s gotta hurt to know that sinners can advance and achieve godly power through further cruelties once they die, then.”
The vision end, throwing him back into reality, not before seeing the Nameless God's smiling face.
"And i'll cleanse them then as well."
“W-well… that didn’t work as hoped…” He gasps, blinking rapidly to try and clear the hideous visage from his sight.
“Gooooooood luck then…” He responds in a singsong voice, looking up at the sky, his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah...you saw them too...didn't you...?"
"Are you implying something, son?"
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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.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"I could make it out of celestial bronze...it would make it nearly impossible to break. Especially if I put some magic imbued with it."
"I could also see if I can't find out anything more about this. All I know is what my client told me"
"Try to find out more about the runes.."
"I can try again I guess"
"Thanks."
"you don't have to make it if you don't want to though"
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Thirteen’s mouth falls open vacantly, lost in the vision.
“Oh you’re one of those fire and brimstone-type guys? I bet it’s gotta hurt to know that sinners can advance and achieve godly power through further cruelties once they die, then.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"I can try again I guess"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He shrugs, his voice like a calm breeze “I don’t even know your name man, don’t worry, it’s how I meet people.” He shifts into a handsome Air genasi and sits down.
He walks over to provide him with help, give him any tools that are out of reach, wipe his brow, give him water, basic stuff.
They somersault off of a tree branch, landing perfectly on the ground. Looking to the area around them, curious “Why?”
*Disagree, but good pick.*
He tilts his head back, shrugging again "I don't know what to say."
"I can't. You can try." he chuckles.
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 Seer and The Traitor are both outside the Inn, and they're fighting. Traitor turns invisible often to avoid the Seer's spells, and the Seer in turn keeps dodging and parrying whatever the Traitor throws at her. Neither one is gaining any ground, though it's clear that Traitor is growing more weary as time goes on.
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)
*Subnautica or Alan wake.*
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 vision end, throwing him back into reality, not before seeing the Nameless God's smiling face.
"And i'll cleanse them then as well."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Thanks."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Fair enough. What’s that device you carry? Their tail flicks toward the camera.
“Ohh. Okay…” She gets to her feet and begins carefully stepping over and around the minotaur bodies, her eyes shut tightly so as to not have to see the faces of her old siblings-at-arms.
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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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"Names Theren Dotsk. I'm sure there are rumors out there about me."
Leo looks up. "Thanks hermano.."
"It slaughtered children." he says simply.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"My camera? It takes pictures." he holds it out to them.
Home watches, leaning in the doorway.
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
“W-well… that didn’t work as hoped…” He gasps, blinking rapidly to try and clear the hideous visage from his sight.
“Gooooooood luck then…” He responds in a singsong voice, looking up at the sky, his hands in his pockets.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
The Tarnished steps in. All spells are instantly shattered. "ENOUGH!" he roars, slamming his sword into the dirt.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Who does it take them from?
She continues down the hall, not sure what will happen as she gets closer to the exit.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Yeah...you saw them too...didn't you...?"
"Are you implying something, son?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you excited for Subnautica 2?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"you don't have to make it if you don't want to though"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover