Felix senses the demonic presence, stands up, and walks over. "Did you know that all creatures have a similar life energy flowing through them? Undead, constructs, elementals, humanoids, demons, beasts, plants, aberrations... everything. It really makes you think about how we're all basically the same deep down."
“I feel vaguely threatened by that statement for some reason.” He responds.
"You should be. Everything has a soul, or at least part of one. Most things don't have enough of one to be useful or even valuable. But when they band together, which is almost exclusively out of anger due to an impure death and a lack of respect to their remains, they can create horrible things. A lot of people call them demons, but they're closer to ghosts. Usually, even is many, many minor souls, don't have enough power to be visible or possess objects, but what they can do is guide foes to you and give you bad luck. It's kind of like karma, in a way."
“They sound like losers.” Riotan smirks and sits down at the table Felix was just at. “Proper demons are embodiments of the essence of hedonism and sin, and take almost fully corporeal forms. Less corporeal than mortals, but far more than spirits.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Who are you? What do you want?!" He looks up, black fluid gushing from the holes in his face. "D-don't hurt me..."
"My subjects call me the fixer, but that is not my true name." The strange light forms into a shape that is elegant and humanoid yet mysterious and birdlike. "I am Antando the Alterer, and I want nothing more than to help. Pardon my harpies, I told them to advertise but I'm not quite sure they grasp the concept yet. Either way, under my protection, you would never come to harm. " *what is your chars greatest insecurity? if he could change anything about himself, be anything he wanted, what would it be?*
"You... want to help people?" He asks, still on fire.
No point in rolling damage cause he's got a crazy amount of HP.
*He's insecure about pretty much everything. His greatest insecurity is that his nature, being basically an adolescent body-snatcher fungus, will cause people to be hurt. He's constantly haunted by monsters, and not just shadows and banshees. A lot of them are just him, but better. Younger, healthier Sporespawn that come in packs to kill him before he reaches adulthood.*
*hmm* "Of course! It is my Modus Operandi to alter, repair, modify, and improve." The figure waves his hand and the fire puts itself out. "However, my power is limited in this form. If you want my help, you have to come with me" he holds out his hand
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"You should be. Everything has a soul, or at least part of one. Most things don't have enough of one to be useful or even valuable. But when they band together, which is almost exclusively out of anger due to an impure death and a lack of respect to their remains, they can create horrible things. A lot of people call them demons, but they're closer to ghosts. Usually, even is many, many minor souls, don't have enough power to be visible or possess objects, but what they can do is guide foes to you and give you bad luck. It's kind of like karma, in a way."
“They sound like losers.” Riotan smirks and sits down at the table Felix was just at. “Proper demons are embodiments of the essence of hedonism and sin, and take almost fully corporeal forms. Less corporeal than mortals, but far more than spirits.”
Felix sits down across from him and continues infodumping.
"But the thing is, they can reach higher ranks. The Dyscharist was once several entire cultures wiped out by famine. He's only a category 4 out of 6. A 6 is a continent-crushing monster that could scare a tarrasque back into the ground with a glance. Regardless, that's not what I was getting at. These Category 0s are harmless, but still should be... well, they're like balloons. You need to let all the life energy out of them. That way they can move on and have their energy re-enter the universe. I'm what's called a Nightmare Gourmand. I mix a wide variety of mundane and magical skills together in order to prevent the creation of these sorts of things, and exterminate them when they do occur from improper monster hunting. So I can drain the very life out of major threats, with or without harming their bodies. I don't like doing that very much, though since the life energy adds an incredible amount of flavor and magical power to the meal."
"You... want to help people?" He asks, still on fire.
No point in rolling damage cause he's got a crazy amount of HP.
*He's insecure about pretty much everything. His greatest insecurity is that his nature, being basically an adolescent body-snatcher fungus, will cause people to be hurt. He's constantly haunted by monsters, and not just shadows and banshees. A lot of them are just him, but better. Younger, healthier Sporespawn that come in packs to kill him before he reaches adulthood.*
*hmm* "Of course! It is my Modus Operandi to alter, repair, modify, and improve." The figure waves his hand and the fire puts itself out. "However, my power is limited in this form. If you want my help, you have to come with me" he holds out his hand
False steps back. "How do I know you're telling the truth? How can I trust you?"
"You... want to help people?" He asks, still on fire.
No point in rolling damage cause he's got a crazy amount of HP.
*He's insecure about pretty much everything. His greatest insecurity is that his nature, being basically an adolescent body-snatcher fungus, will cause people to be hurt. He's constantly haunted by monsters, and not just shadows and banshees. A lot of them are just him, but better. Younger, healthier Sporespawn that come in packs to kill him before he reaches adulthood.*
*hmm* "Of course! It is my Modus Operandi to alter, repair, modify, and improve." The figure waves his hand and the fire puts itself out. "However, my power is limited in this form. If you want my help, you have to come with me" he holds out his hand
False steps back. "How do I know you're telling the truth? How can I trust you?"
"If you don't you'll never get to see how much better I could make you"
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"You should be. Everything has a soul, or at least part of one. Most things don't have enough of one to be useful or even valuable. But when they band together, which is almost exclusively out of anger due to an impure death and a lack of respect to their remains, they can create horrible things. A lot of people call them demons, but they're closer to ghosts. Usually, even is many, many minor souls, don't have enough power to be visible or possess objects, but what they can do is guide foes to you and give you bad luck. It's kind of like karma, in a way."
“They sound like losers.” Riotan smirks and sits down at the table Felix was just at. “Proper demons are embodiments of the essence of hedonism and sin, and take almost fully corporeal forms. Less corporeal than mortals, but far more than spirits.”
Felix sits down across from him and continues infodumping.
"But the thing is, they can reach higher ranks. The Dyscharist was once several entire cultures wiped out by famine. He's only a category 4 out of 6. A 6 is a continent-crushing monster that could scare a tarrasque back into the ground with a glance. Regardless, that's not what I was getting at. These Category 0s are harmless, but still should be... well, they're like balloons. You need to let all the life energy out of them. That way they can move on and have their energy re-enter the universe. I'm what's called a Nightmare Gourmand. I mix a wide variety of mundane and magical skills together in order to prevent the creation of these sorts of things, and exterminate them when they do occur from improper monster hunting. So I can drain the very life out of major threats, with or without harming their bodies. I don't like doing that very much, though since the life energy adds an incredible amount of flavor and magical power to the meal."
“I see. How intriguing. Where do they come from? What causes them to form?” Riotan asks, feigning interest and thinking of amusing ways to torture Felix.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
False steps back. "How do I know you're telling the truth? How can I trust you?"
"If you don't you'll never get to see how much better I could make you"
"I think I can improve on my own. Expert help is for people who really need it."
"Are you sure?" a spectral mirror appears in front of him, showing him who he wishes he always saw
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Felix sits down across from him and continues infodumping.
"But the thing is, they can reach higher ranks. The Dyscharist was once several entire cultures wiped out by famine. He's only a category 4 out of 6. A 6 is a continent-crushing monster that could scare a tarrasque back into the ground with a glance. Regardless, that's not what I was getting at. These Category 0s are harmless, but still should be... well, they're like balloons. You need to let all the life energy out of them. That way they can move on and have their energy re-enter the universe. I'm what's called a Nightmare Gourmand. I mix a wide variety of mundane and magical skills together in order to prevent the creation of these sorts of things, and exterminate them when they do occur from improper monster hunting. So I can drain the very life out of major threats, with or without harming their bodies. I don't like doing that very much, though since the life energy adds an incredible amount of flavor and magical power to the meal."
“I see. How intriguing. Where do they come from? What causes them to form?” Riotan asks, feigning interest and thinking of amusing ways to torture Felix.
Felix frowns. He gently puts a paw on Riotan's arm. "I'll show you."
Riotan can suddenly feel his very life force being ripped out (lose 10% max HP until he finishes a long rest). When Felix pulls back, he holds a small, agitated fragment of Riotan's vitality.
"They're like this. But unlike a normal Category 0, this one is bound to you, and... have you ever heard of voodoo dolls? Like in the movies? It's kind of like that. I can inflict wounds on your body, mind, and very soul without you even being near me."
*Also Baalze you are an incredible lore writer and I aspire to reach anything like your level of creativity and internal consistency*
*Thank you so much! I'm always worried that my lore is boring or too derivative. But if you guys think it's cool, well, you're basically my target audience, so yay!*
*I just need to find a way to deliver it better. Infodumps are fun to write, but not read.*
"I think I can improve on my own. Expert help is for people who really need it."
"Are you sure?" a spectral mirror appears in front of him, showing him who he wishes he always saw
He stares at it. Then he looks away. "I'm sure. Shortcuts aren't worth sacrificing growth. You know what I want, not what I need. I want to find what I need on my own."
"I think I can improve on my own. Expert help is for people who really need it."
"Are you sure?" a spectral mirror appears in front of him, showing him who he wishes he always saw
He stares at it. Then he looks away. "I'm sure. Shortcuts aren't worth sacrificing growth. You know what I want, not what I need. I want to find what I need on my own."
"Is it a job? If you're not interested in my assistance, then I could offer you employment." He sits down on a chair that doesn't seem to exist. "you see, I've been needing to hire a retainer for my clients. You seem like a swell guy for the job: Moral, strong-willed, clever..."
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Felix sits down across from him and continues infodumping.
"But the thing is, they can reach higher ranks. The Dyscharist was once several entire cultures wiped out by famine. He's only a category 4 out of 6. A 6 is a continent-crushing monster that could scare a tarrasque back into the ground with a glance. Regardless, that's not what I was getting at. These Category 0s are harmless, but still should be... well, they're like balloons. You need to let all the life energy out of them. That way they can move on and have their energy re-enter the universe. I'm what's called a Nightmare Gourmand. I mix a wide variety of mundane and magical skills together in order to prevent the creation of these sorts of things, and exterminate them when they do occur from improper monster hunting. So I can drain the very life out of major threats, with or without harming their bodies. I don't like doing that very much, though since the life energy adds an incredible amount of flavor and magical power to the meal."
“I see. How intriguing. Where do they come from? What causes them to form?” Riotan asks, feigning interest and thinking of amusing ways to torture Felix.
Felix frowns. He gently puts a paw on Riotan's arm. "I'll show you."
Riotan can suddenly feel his very life force being ripped out (lose 10% max HP until he finishes a long rest). When Felix pulls back, he holds a small, agitated fragment of Riotan's vitality.
"They're like this. But unlike a normal Category 0, this one is bound to you, and... have you ever heard of voodoo dolls? Like in the movies? It's kind of like that. I can inflict wounds on your body, mind, and very soul without you even being near me."
Riotan freezes up for a moment after Felix steals his life force, his pupils dilating to the point of practically vanishing. Then he regains lucidity, looking exaggeratedly disturbed and disgusted. “Why did you do that?! I feel so violated…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He stares at it. Then he looks away. "I'm sure. Shortcuts aren't worth sacrificing growth. You know what I want, not what I need. I want to find what I need on my own."
"Is it a job? If you're not interested in my assistance, then I could offer you employment." He sits down on a chair that doesn't seem to exist. "you see, I've been needing to hire a retainer for my clients. You seem like a swell guy for the job: Moral, strong-willed, clever..."
He thinks, then sighs. "My presence draws monsters. All sorts of terrible things. I am known, and I am hunted for existing. It is something I need to deal with myself. If I ever succeed in my goals, I will come find you. Until then, I would hate to endanger your clients, whoever they are."
He stares at it. Then he looks away. "I'm sure. Shortcuts aren't worth sacrificing growth. You know what I want, not what I need. I want to find what I need on my own."
"Is it a job? If you're not interested in my assistance, then I could offer you employment." He sits down on a chair that doesn't seem to exist. "you see, I've been needing to hire a retainer for my clients. You seem like a swell guy for the job: Moral, strong-willed, clever..."
He thinks, then sighs. "My presence draws monsters. All sorts of terrible things. I am known, and I am hunted for existing. It is something I need to deal with myself. If I ever succeed in my goals, I will come find you. Until then, I would hate to endanger your clients, whoever they are."
"I assure you, you will not be hunted nor feared in my domain. My clients are under my protection as well, and they come and go as they wish."
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Felix frowns. He gently puts a paw on Riotan's arm. "I'll show you."
Riotan can suddenly feel his very life force being ripped out (lose 10% max HP until he finishes a long rest). When Felix pulls back, he holds a small, agitated fragment of Riotan's vitality.
"They're like this. But unlike a normal Category 0, this one is bound to you, and... have you ever heard of voodoo dolls? Like in the movies? It's kind of like that. I can inflict wounds on your body, mind, and very soul without you even being near me."
Riotan freezes up for a moment after Felix steals his life force, his pupils dilating to the point of practically vanishing. Then he regains lucidity, looking exaggeratedly disturbed and disgusted. “Why did you do that?! I feel so violated…”
Felix doesn't look even slightly upset. "I needed to teach you something. Not all lessons are pleasant." Felix extends a short claw and stabs the life force with it.
Riotan takes 19 damage and feels something stabbing into the back of his skull. "If I turn this just right, your life essence will just... spill out. However, there's a trick you can do to ignore the effects. Would you like to learn it?"
He thinks, then sighs. "My presence draws monsters. All sorts of terrible things. I am known, and I am hunted for existing. It is something I need to deal with myself. If I ever succeed in my goals, I will come find you. Until then, I would hate to endanger your clients, whoever they are."
"I assure you, you will not be hunted nor feared in my domain. My clients are under my protection as well, and they come and go as they wish."
"I don't want my problems remedied. I want them cured, and by my hands. I'll never get over my fear unless I show myself that I can. I understand that you want to help, but that isn't the kind of help I need."
He thinks, then sighs. "My presence draws monsters. All sorts of terrible things. I am known, and I am hunted for existing. It is something I need to deal with myself. If I ever succeed in my goals, I will come find you. Until then, I would hate to endanger your clients, whoever they are."
"I assure you, you will not be hunted nor feared in my domain. My clients are under my protection as well, and they come and go as they wish."
"I don't want my problems remedied. I want them cured, and by my hands. I'll never get over my fear unless I show myself that I can. I understand that you want to help, but that isn't the kind of help I need."
"Very well. Is there anyone you could possibly refer me to? I require penance for killing Malachi."
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"I don't want my problems remedied. I want them cured, and by my hands. I'll never get over my fear unless I show myself that I can. I understand that you want to help, but that isn't the kind of help I need."
"Very well. Is there anyone you could possibly refer me to? I require penance for killing Malachi."
"There is a baker, Teddy, but I doubt he would want to be changed either. I will still tell him about you, if you wish."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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“They sound like losers.” Riotan smirks and sits down at the table Felix was just at. “Proper demons are embodiments of the essence of hedonism and sin, and take almost fully corporeal forms. Less corporeal than mortals, but far more than spirits.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hmm*
"Of course! It is my Modus Operandi to alter, repair, modify, and improve." The figure waves his hand and the fire puts itself out. "However, my power is limited in this form. If you want my help, you have to come with me" he holds out his hand
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Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Felix sits down across from him and continues infodumping.
"But the thing is, they can reach higher ranks. The Dyscharist was once several entire cultures wiped out by famine. He's only a category 4 out of 6. A 6 is a continent-crushing monster that could scare a tarrasque back into the ground with a glance. Regardless, that's not what I was getting at. These Category 0s are harmless, but still should be... well, they're like balloons. You need to let all the life energy out of them. That way they can move on and have their energy re-enter the universe. I'm what's called a Nightmare Gourmand. I mix a wide variety of mundane and magical skills together in order to prevent the creation of these sorts of things, and exterminate them when they do occur from improper monster hunting. So I can drain the very life out of major threats, with or without harming their bodies. I don't like doing that very much, though since the life energy adds an incredible amount of flavor and magical power to the meal."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
False steps back. "How do I know you're telling the truth? How can I trust you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"If you don't you'll never get to see how much better I could make you"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“I see. How intriguing. Where do they come from? What causes them to form?” Riotan asks, feigning interest and thinking of amusing ways to torture Felix.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I think I can improve on my own. Expert help is for people who really need it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Also Baalze you are an incredible lore writer and I aspire to reach anything like your level of creativity and internal consistency*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Are you sure?" a spectral mirror appears in front of him, showing him who he wishes he always saw
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Felix frowns. He gently puts a paw on Riotan's arm. "I'll show you."
Riotan can suddenly feel his very life force being ripped out (lose 10% max HP until he finishes a long rest). When Felix pulls back, he holds a small, agitated fragment of Riotan's vitality.
"They're like this. But unlike a normal Category 0, this one is bound to you, and... have you ever heard of voodoo dolls? Like in the movies? It's kind of like that. I can inflict wounds on your body, mind, and very soul without you even being near me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Thank you so much! I'm always worried that my lore is boring or too derivative. But if you guys think it's cool, well, you're basically my target audience, so yay!*
*I just need to find a way to deliver it better. Infodumps are fun to write, but not read.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He stares at it. Then he looks away. "I'm sure. Shortcuts aren't worth sacrificing growth. You know what I want, not what I need. I want to find what I need on my own."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Is it a job? If you're not interested in my assistance, then I could offer you employment." He sits down on a chair that doesn't seem to exist. "you see, I've been needing to hire a retainer for my clients. You seem like a swell guy for the job: Moral, strong-willed, clever..."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Riotan freezes up for a moment after Felix steals his life force, his pupils dilating to the point of practically vanishing. Then he regains lucidity, looking exaggeratedly disturbed and disgusted. “Why did you do that?! I feel so violated…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He thinks, then sighs. "My presence draws monsters. All sorts of terrible things. I am known, and I am hunted for existing. It is something I need to deal with myself. If I ever succeed in my goals, I will come find you. Until then, I would hate to endanger your clients, whoever they are."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I assure you, you will not be hunted nor feared in my domain. My clients are under my protection as well, and they come and go as they wish."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Felix doesn't look even slightly upset. "I needed to teach you something. Not all lessons are pleasant." Felix extends a short claw and stabs the life force with it.
Riotan takes 19 damage and feels something stabbing into the back of his skull. "If I turn this just right, your life essence will just... spill out. However, there's a trick you can do to ignore the effects. Would you like to learn it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I don't want my problems remedied. I want them cured, and by my hands. I'll never get over my fear unless I show myself that I can. I understand that you want to help, but that isn't the kind of help I need."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Very well. Is there anyone you could possibly refer me to? I require penance for killing Malachi."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"There is a baker, Teddy, but I doubt he would want to be changed either. I will still tell him about you, if you wish."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels