Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 11 Damage: 15
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
Theren screeches, stumbling backwards and collapsing.
Phoenix rushes, attempting to stab him. Attack: 19 Damage: 19
She then casts Antimagic Field around him at a specific point. She dispels the cube's magic and brandishes her Moonsickle. She rushes up behind Leo, taking him out by the legs. (STR: 18 )
He is able to narrowly dodge the attack, hissing as he weaves backwards. He grabs Phoenix's arm (he is going to need to make a WIS save)
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
*Yep.*
The demon sees Stroth as a friend. She bares her teeth "Lead us to them." She snarls. Arthur readies his Arcane Canon.
The Herald snarls, his body slipping into the shadows and appearing in the room with the screams.
The demon gets up, walking into the Palace and beginning to walk, no matter where he goes, it never seems to be the room where they are, as if the building is shifting as a countermeasure.
They find Grimes, chained to the wall by infernal runes, thorns stuck into his eyes, his fingers shattered and going in all directions, his nails missing and his skin missing in spots. He seems to be alone in the room.
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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.'
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 11 Damage: 15
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
Theren screeches, stumbling backwards and collapsing.
Phoenix rushes, attempting to stab him. Attack: 19 Damage: 19
She then casts Antimagic Field around him at a specific point. She dispels the cube's magic and brandishes her Moonsickle. She rushes up behind Leo, taking him out by the legs. (STR: 18 )
He is able to narrowly dodge the attack, hissing as he weaves backwards. He grabs Phoenix's arm (he is going to need to make a WIS save)
Leo slams into the ground, fire racing up her sickle. Take 14 fire damage.
WIS: 10 Phoenix snarls at him, blood pouring from his lips
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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.
"Does it say to where? If we know the location, that makes getting them back a lot easier."
"Hell. The Layer o' Greed. That's where Thane says they set up camp, an' we'll end up."
"Ah, that's... that's pretty far. They must have a gateway of some kind- it takes strong magic to travel the planes that fast, let alone make it a two-way trip."
She opens the letter again, looking for something when a coin drops out, covered in infernal runes and radiating some serious magic "Well ain't that convenient."
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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.'
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
*Yep.*
The demon sees Stroth as a friend. She bares her teeth "Lead us to them." She snarls. Arthur readies his Arcane Canon.
The Herald snarls, his body slipping into the shadows and appearing in the room with the screams.
The demon gets up, walking into the Palace and beginning to walk, no matter where he goes, it never seems to be the room where they are, as if the building is shifting as a countermeasure.
They find Grimes, chained to the wall by infernal runes, thorns stuck into his eyes, his fingers shattered and going in all directions, his nails missing and his skin missing in spots. He seems to be alone in the room.
"This place is a friggin circle!" Arthur hisses, looking around. [ Investigation Check: 10 ]
Stroth rips apart the demon, eating it "I will find them..." She snarls. She sniffs the air, smelling for Sparrow.
The Herald jumps out, climbing out of the shadows. He rushes over, casting Dispel Magic on the runes.
"Does it say to where? If we know the location, that makes getting them back a lot easier."
"Hell. The Layer o' Greed. That's where Thane says they set up camp, an' we'll end up."
"Ah, that's... that's pretty far. They must have a gateway of some kind- it takes strong magic to travel the planes that fast, let alone make it a two-way trip."
She opens the letter again, looking for something when a coin drops out, covered in infernal runes and radiating some serious magic "Well ain't that convenient."
KK picks up the coin, looking for some method of using it to get them both to the Palace.
Arcana, if necessary: 17
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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)
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
*Yep.*
The demon sees Stroth as a friend. She bares her teeth "Lead us to them." She snarls. Arthur readies his Arcane Canon.
The Herald snarls, his body slipping into the shadows and appearing in the room with the screams.
The demon gets up, walking into the Palace and beginning to walk, no matter where he goes, it never seems to be the room where they are, as if the building is shifting as a countermeasure.
They find Grimes, chained to the wall by infernal runes, thorns stuck into his eyes, his fingers shattered and going in all directions, his nails missing and his skin missing in spots. He seems to be alone in the room.
"This place is a friggin circle!" Arthur hisses, looking around. [ Investigation Check: 11 ]
Stroth rips apart the demon, eating it "I will find them..." She snarls. She sniffs the air, smelling for Sparrow.
The Herald jumps out, climbing out of the shadows. He rushes over, casting Dispel Magic on the runes.
Arthur can't tell anything, but Stroth can smell Sparrow, and he's close. If she follows the smell she finds him stumbling out of what would appear to be a maze, bruised and beaten.
He falls to his knees immediately as soon as he's freed, his barely alive, and certainly not conscious, it appears the Valentines really know how to break someone.
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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.'
"Does it say to where? If we know the location, that makes getting them back a lot easier."
"Hell. The Layer o' Greed. That's where Thane says they set up camp, an' we'll end up."
"Ah, that's... that's pretty far. They must have a gateway of some kind- it takes strong magic to travel the planes that fast, let alone make it a two-way trip."
She opens the letter again, looking for something when a coin drops out, covered in infernal runes and radiating some serious magic "Well ain't that convenient."
KK picks up the coin, looking for some method of using it to get them both to the Palace.
Arcana, if necessary: 4
She cannot tell how the coin is used, and Merabelle can't either, "Now how do we get ta usin' this. Looks like Thane started fightin' befer he could tell us how."
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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.'
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 11 Damage: 15
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
Theren screeches, stumbling backwards and collapsing.
Phoenix rushes, attempting to stab him. Attack: 19 Damage: 19
She then casts Antimagic Field around him at a specific point. She dispels the cube's magic and brandishes her Moonsickle. She rushes up behind Leo, taking him out by the legs. (STR: 18 )
He is able to narrowly dodge the attack, hissing as he weaves backwards. He grabs Phoenix's arm (he is going to need to make a WIS save)
Leo slams into the ground, fire racing up her sickle. Take 24 fire damage.
WIS: 14 Phoenix snarls at him, blood pouring from his lips
*She takes half because of Infernal Heritage.*
She uses her reaction, taking her blade out and aiming for his chest. (Take 11 piercing damage). She hisses, batting the flames away. She raises her hands (Make a CON save (DC:28) or take 39 cold damage) and then whips around with her Frost-brand sword and buries it in his side (Hit: 18 Damage: 10 and 3 cold damage).
Phoenix finds that he is suddenly teleported into a coffin someplace, deep under the ground. While affected by this spell, Phoenix doesn't need to breathe, eat, or drink, and it doesn't age. Divination spells can't locate or perceive him besides Jack's spells.
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
*Yep.*
The demon sees Stroth as a friend. She bares her teeth "Lead us to them." She snarls. Arthur readies his Arcane Canon.
The Herald snarls, his body slipping into the shadows and appearing in the room with the screams.
The demon gets up, walking into the Palace and beginning to walk, no matter where he goes, it never seems to be the room where they are, as if the building is shifting as a countermeasure.
They find Grimes, chained to the wall by infernal runes, thorns stuck into his eyes, his fingers shattered and going in all directions, his nails missing and his skin missing in spots. He seems to be alone in the room.
"This place is a friggin circle!" Arthur hisses, looking around. [ Investigation Check: 11 ]
Stroth rips apart the demon, eating it "I will find them..." She snarls. She sniffs the air, smelling for Sparrow.
The Herald jumps out, climbing out of the shadows. He rushes over, casting Dispel Magic on the runes.
Arthur can't tell anything, but Stroth can smell Sparrow, and he's close. If she follows the smell she finds him stumbling out of what would appear to be a maze, bruised and beaten.
He falls to his knees immediately as soon as he's freed, his barely alive, and certainly not conscious, it appears the Valentines really know how to break someone.
She rushes after him, tackling him in a hug. Arthur runs after her but has smaller legs than her long ones. She kisses him all over, casting Heal, Greater Restoration, and then Remove Curse on him if there are any issues.
The Herald picks him up and slips into the darkness to go find Stroth and Arthur.
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 11 Damage: 15
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
Theren screeches, stumbling backwards and collapsing.
Phoenix rushes, attempting to stab him. Attack: 19 Damage: 19
She then casts Antimagic Field around him at a specific point. She dispels the cube's magic and brandishes her Moonsickle. She rushes up behind Leo, taking him out by the legs. (STR: 18 )
He is able to narrowly dodge the attack, hissing as he weaves backwards. He grabs Phoenix's arm (he is going to need to make a WIS save)
Leo slams into the ground, fire racing up her sickle. Take 24 fire damage.
WIS: 14 Phoenix snarls at him, blood pouring from his lips
*She takes half because of Infernal Heritage.*
She uses her reaction, taking her blade out and aiming for his chest. (Take 11 piercing damage). She hisses, batting the flames away. She raises her hands (Make a CON save (DC:28) or take 39 cold damage) and then whips around with her Frost-brand sword and buries it in his side (Hit: 18 Damage: 10 and 3 cold damage).
Phoenix finds that he is suddenly teleported into a coffin someplace, deep under the ground. While affected by this spell, Phoenix doesn't need to breathe, eat, or drink, and it doesn't age. Divination spells can't locate or perceive him besides Jack's spells.
Leo gasps as the fire dies out and his eyes revert to normal. Blood pour from his lips. "what...."
Phoenix blinks, breathing heavily, now back to normal.
Theren looks feral, blood trickling from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. "Kill you all!" he snarls.
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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.
A man is wandering the halls, looking bored. He brushes his curly brown hair out of his eyes, looking around the halls for anyone else here. His dusty beige trench-coat faintly billows behind him as he walks, the sound of his boots being clearly heard- he isn't trying to be stealthy in the least. Resting on his shoulder, held with both his hands, is a large mace- the head of which is a smooth heavy-looking sphere of metal still stained with old blood.
Cathcart grumbles something under his breath- The Valentines gave him the job of security, and he's not too happy about it. Figures that he'd get the boring work, he thinks.
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 11 Damage: 15
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
Theren screeches, stumbling backwards and collapsing.
Phoenix rushes, attempting to stab him. Attack: 19 Damage: 19
She then casts Antimagic Field around him at a specific point. She dispels the cube's magic and brandishes her Moonsickle. She rushes up behind Leo, taking him out by the legs. (STR: 18 )
He is able to narrowly dodge the attack, hissing as he weaves backwards. He grabs Phoenix's arm (he is going to need to make a WIS save)
Leo slams into the ground, fire racing up her sickle. Take 24 fire damage.
WIS: 14 Phoenix snarls at him, blood pouring from his lips
*She takes half because of Infernal Heritage.*
She uses her reaction, taking her blade out and aiming for his chest. (Take 11 piercing damage). She hisses, batting the flames away. She raises her hands (Make a CON save (DC:28) or take 39 cold damage) and then whips around with her Frost-brand sword and buries it in his side (Hit: 18 Damage: 10 and 3 cold damage).
Phoenix finds that he is suddenly teleported into a coffin someplace, deep under the ground. While affected by this spell, Phoenix doesn't need to breathe, eat, or drink, and it doesn't age. Divination spells can't locate or perceive him besides Jack's spells.
Leo gasps as the fire dies out and his eyes revert to normal. Blood pour from his lips. "what...."
Phoenix blinks, breathing heavily, now back to normal.
Theren looks feral, blood trickling from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. "Kill you all!" he snarls.
Jack picks up Leo, runs back to the tavern.
Lore turns to Theren and mutters a string of words. (He needs to make a WIS saving throw or be paralyzed.)
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
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She then casts Antimagic Field around him at a specific point. She dispels the cube's magic and brandishes her Moonsickle. She rushes up behind Leo, taking him out by the legs. (STR: 18 )
He is able to narrowly dodge the attack, hissing as he weaves backwards. He grabs Phoenix's arm (he is going to need to make a WIS save)
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
"No clue." he says as Stormcutter runs towards the fight
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The demon gets up, walking into the Palace and beginning to walk, no matter where he goes, it never seems to be the room where they are, as if the building is shifting as a countermeasure.
They find Grimes, chained to the wall by infernal runes, thorns stuck into his eyes, his fingers shattered and going in all directions, his nails missing and his skin missing in spots. He seems to be alone in the room.
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.)
Leo slams into the ground, fire racing up her sickle. Take 14 fire damage.
WIS: 10 Phoenix snarls at him, blood pouring from his lips
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She opens the letter again, looking for something when a coin drops out, covered in infernal runes and radiating some serious magic "Well ain't that convenient."
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.)
When they get close he fires two more arrows at the creature "Keep us moving." To hit:29 26 Damage:10 13
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.)
"This place is a friggin circle!" Arthur hisses, looking around. [ Investigation Check: 10 ]
Stroth rips apart the demon, eating it "I will find them..." She snarls. She sniffs the air, smelling for Sparrow.
The Herald jumps out, climbing out of the shadows. He rushes over, casting Dispel Magic on the runes.
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
KK picks up the coin, looking for some method of using it to get them both to the Palace.
Arcana, if necessary: 17
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)
Arthur can't tell anything, but Stroth can smell Sparrow, and he's close. If she follows the smell she finds him stumbling out of what would appear to be a maze, bruised and beaten.
He falls to his knees immediately as soon as he's freed, his barely alive, and certainly not conscious, it appears the Valentines really know how to break someone.
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 cannot tell how the coin is used, and Merabelle can't either, "Now how do we get ta usin' this. Looks like Thane started fightin' befer he could tell us how."
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 takes half because of Infernal Heritage.*
She uses her reaction, taking her blade out and aiming for his chest. (Take 11 piercing damage). She hisses, batting the flames away. She raises her hands (Make a CON save (DC:28) or take 39 cold damage) and then whips around with her Frost-brand sword and buries it in his side (Hit: 18 Damage: 10 and 3 cold damage).
Phoenix finds that he is suddenly teleported into a coffin someplace, deep under the ground. While affected by this spell, Phoenix doesn't need to breathe, eat, or drink, and it doesn't age. Divination spells can't locate or perceive him besides Jack's spells.
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 arrows sink into its back as it screeches
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He continues to fire arrow after arrow into the thing, turning it into a pin cushion. To hit:15 28 Damage:8 11
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 rushes after him, tackling him in a hug. Arthur runs after her but has smaller legs than her long ones. She kisses him all over, casting Heal, Greater Restoration, and then Remove Curse on him if there are any issues.
The Herald picks him up and slips into the darkness to go find Stroth and Arthur.
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
Leo gasps as the fire dies out and his eyes revert to normal. Blood pour from his lips. "what...."
Phoenix blinks, breathing heavily, now back to normal.
Theren looks feral, blood trickling from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. "Kill you all!" he snarls.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Meanwhile, in the Palace of Greed...
A man is wandering the halls, looking bored. He brushes his curly brown hair out of his eyes, looking around the halls for anyone else here. His dusty beige trench-coat faintly billows behind him as he walks, the sound of his boots being clearly heard- he isn't trying to be stealthy in the least. Resting on his shoulder, held with both his hands, is a large mace- the head of which is a smooth heavy-looking sphere of metal still stained with old blood.
Cathcart grumbles something under his breath- The Valentines gave him the job of security, and he's not too happy about it. Figures that he'd get the boring work, he thinks.
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)
It vanishes into thin air, retreating.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Jack picks up Leo, runs back to the tavern.
Lore turns to Theren and mutters a string of words. (He needs to make a WIS saving throw or be paralyzed.)
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
Leo looks to be in shock, trembling violently.
WIS: 16 The creature grabs Therens shoulder, chittering to it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you want to rp wendo)
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