She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
"Ah, that would be the Master. I assume you have no money? Then tell me a story. I will remedy the issue."
A figure arrives in the Nightmare Hold. He has a snake tail instead of legs, is very tall, with long, thin arms. It's impossible to see any other detail than his silhouette, as his entire body seems to be made of some strange black substance that absorbs all light. His entire body, except for his mouth, which is always open and ringed with bloody teeth
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Grakir, the owlin necromancer, is perched in the rafters, ringing a little brass bell. Then he puts it away into a pocket, and peers down at Erica. "Want help?"
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She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
"Ah, that would be the Master. I assume you have no money? Then tell me a story. I will remedy the issue."
"Ok.. Hm." She thinks for a moment "Did you know that years ago I was human? Not this... what I am now?" she said tilting her head "I was very sick. My momma and father both were trying to help me but instead, it seems like things went bad fast.." she tilted her head to the floor "They seemed to yell all the time... I couldnt do anything so i tried to pray to the Goddess so she would help me and stop their fighting. A voice said that i was leaving soon and going to a new place... I was sad though. If I went to a new place, would momma and father be able to find me?" she said and shifted a bit in her seat "Then everything was dark and I was in this body and father was there, but not momma. Father said this was her skin, to keep me alive. But he also said he couldn't bear to look at me. He went into another room and didnt come out..."
A figure arrives in the Nightmare Hold. He has a snake tail instead of legs, is very tall, with long, thin arms. It's impossible to see any other detail than his silhouette, as his entire body seems to be made of some strange black substance that absorbs all light. His entire body, except for his mouth, which is always open and ringed with bloody teeth
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
"Ah, that would be the Master. I assume you have no money? Then tell me a story. I will remedy the issue."
"Ok.. Hm." She thinks for a moment "Did you know that years ago I was human? Not this... what I am now?" she said tilting her head "I was very sick. My momma and father both were trying to help me but instead, it seems like things went bad fast.." she tilted her head to the floor "They seemed to yell all the time... I couldnt do anything so i tried to pray to the Goddess so she would help me and stop their fighting. A voice said that i was leaving soon and going to a new place... I was sad though. If I went to a new place, would momma and father be able to find me?" she said and shifted a bit in her seat "Then everything was dark and I was in this body and father was there, but not momma. Father said this was her skin, to keep me alive. But he also said he couldn't bear to look at me. He went into another room and didnt come out..."
As they are talking the boiler across the room starts shaking and they start to hear a low steady breathing.
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
"Ah, that would be the Master. I assume you have no money? Then tell me a story. I will remedy the issue."
"Ok.. Hm." She thinks for a moment "Did you know that years ago I was human? Not this... what I am now?" she said tilting her head "I was very sick. My momma and father both were trying to help me but instead, it seems like things went bad fast.." she tilted her head to the floor "They seemed to yell all the time... I couldnt do anything so i tried to pray to the Goddess so she would help me and stop their fighting. A voice said that i was leaving soon and going to a new place... I was sad though. If I went to a new place, would momma and father be able to find me?" she said and shifted a bit in her seat "Then everything was dark and I was in this body and father was there, but not momma. Father said this was her skin, to keep me alive. But he also said he couldn't bear to look at me. He went into another room and didnt come out..."
"What a fine story you've given me. Such a heartfelt one. I will pay for whatever you desire during your stay."
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
"Ah, that would be the Master. I assume you have no money? Then tell me a story. I will remedy the issue."
"Ok.. Hm." She thinks for a moment "Did you know that years ago I was human? Not this... what I am now?" she said tilting her head "I was very sick. My momma and father both were trying to help me but instead, it seems like things went bad fast.." she tilted her head to the floor "They seemed to yell all the time... I couldnt do anything so i tried to pray to the Goddess so she would help me and stop their fighting. A voice said that i was leaving soon and going to a new place... I was sad though. If I went to a new place, would momma and father be able to find me?" she said and shifted a bit in her seat "Then everything was dark and I was in this body and father was there, but not momma. Father said this was her skin, to keep me alive. But he also said he couldn't bear to look at me. He went into another room and didnt come out..."
"What a fine story you've given me. Such a heartfelt one. I will pay for whatever you desire during your stay."
"Thank you.." She said and smiled politely, standing up. "Will I still be able to talk to you and come in here or do I have to stay downstairs?"
"Nothing really..." She said "The voice at the front desk said I needed to come up here to share stories with you." she said.
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
"Ah, that would be the Master. I assume you have no money? Then tell me a story. I will remedy the issue."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A figure arrives in the Nightmare Hold. He has a snake tail instead of legs, is very tall, with long, thin arms. It's impossible to see any other detail than his silhouette, as his entire body seems to be made of some strange black substance that absorbs all light. His entire body, except for his mouth, which is always open and ringed with bloody teeth
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
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My Werewolf Warlock shifts and hurries to meet the figure in the Nightmare Hold.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Erica is helping set up decorations, taking some spiders and putting them up in the Hold's rafters.
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)
Grakir, the owlin necromancer, is perched in the rafters, ringing a little brass bell. Then he puts it away into a pocket, and peers down at Erica. "Want help?"
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Angelique looks over at Grakir and Erica. “I really missed this place in the downtime,” she remarks casually.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
"Same here, my friend." Grakir flaps down to their level.
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Angelique smiles at Grakir. “I just love the decorations, don’t you? You’re doing a great job!” she calls out to Erica.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
Just then the group hears a snarl and roaring echoing throughout the hold coming from the basement.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"Ok.. Hm." She thinks for a moment "Did you know that years ago I was human? Not this... what I am now?" she said tilting her head "I was very sick. My momma and father both were trying to help me but instead, it seems like things went bad fast.." she tilted her head to the floor "They seemed to yell all the time... I couldnt do anything so i tried to pray to the Goddess so she would help me and stop their fighting. A voice said that i was leaving soon and going to a new place... I was sad though. If I went to a new place, would momma and father be able to find me?" she said and shifted a bit in her seat "Then everything was dark and I was in this body and father was there, but not momma. Father said this was her skin, to keep me alive. But he also said he couldn't bear to look at me. He went into another room and didnt come out..."
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
As they are talking the boiler across the room starts shaking and they start to hear a low steady breathing.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"What a fine story you've given me. Such a heartfelt one. I will pay for whatever you desire during your stay."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Little quirk: This isn't actually the boiler room. This is a pocket dimension created by the Egregore.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A corpse is hanging upside down in a tree outside near the graveyard.
A very quiet tik-tik noise can barely be heard.
The creature is hiding in a dark corner, so all that can be seen is a mouth of sharp, needle-like teeth
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Thank you.." She said and smiled politely, standing up. "Will I still be able to talk to you and come in here or do I have to stay downstairs?"
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
My Werewolf Warlock stops about 15 feet away and tells the creature in the darkness to come out.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Erica is sitting at a table in the lobby, mug of coffee in hand, watching people come and go.
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)