*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
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*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 12. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 23. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 23. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
They note the fact the carcasses are still warm and proceed deeper, pulling a grenade from their belt.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
11
*DC was 14.*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
11
*DC was 14.*
The monster seems definitely startled, but not frightened. "What does a flying skull want with candy anyway?!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
11
*DC was 14.*
The monster seems definitely startled, but not frightened. "What does a flying skull want with candy anyway?!"
The skull stops right in front of your face. "I GOT TIRED OF SOULS. CANDY... tastes nicer."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
11
*DC was 14.*
The monster seems definitely startled, but not frightened. "What does a flying skull want with candy anyway?!"
The skull stops right in front of your face. "I GOT TIRED OF SOULS. CANDY... tastes nicer."
"Well then, you can have some... if you ask politely."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A little child, maybe 7 or 8 years old, walks in. He has rust red hair, smoky blue eyes, smooth white skin and a round nose. He's wearing trainers with un-done laces, blue shorts, a red top with a picture of a waffle on it, and a baseball cap on his head. A lollypop dangles from his mouth. "WHERE ARE ALL THE SWEETYS!" He shouts as loud as he can.
"... How did you even get past all the monsters outside?"
"You didn't answer my question." He says in a suddenly very low voice
"Ah. Okay. You could probably find some just about anywhere in the city. What exactly are you looking for?"
"I said I'm looking for SWEETYS!" He screams in a voice that sounds more like a demilich then a child.
"Calm down, kid. Literally look anywhere. And stop screaming, you'll attract the security automatons."
He seems to calm down a bit. "Go get me the sweetys." And then Demilich voice again, "NOW!"
"Ask politely, and the answer will be yes. If you don't, I promise you, the answer will always be NO."
The boys eyes go as black as the void, and a red glow seems to come from his mouth. His shadow forms a demon with massive horns and fangs. The boys mouth opens, and out of it comes the devils voice. "Give food or be food."
"Politely."
"Are you asking for death?"
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
11
*DC was 14.*
The monster seems definitely startled, but not frightened. "What does a flying skull want with candy anyway?!"
The skull stops right in front of your face. "I GOT TIRED OF SOULS. CANDY... tastes nicer."
"Well then, you can have some... if you ask politely."
"Gi'me the CANDY!"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 23. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
They note the fact the carcasses are still warm and proceed deeper, pulling a grenade from their belt.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 23. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
They note the fact the carcasses are still warm and proceed deeper, pulling a grenade from their belt.
*Sorry, I need a little break from running this tavern.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 23. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
They note the fact the carcasses are still warm and proceed deeper, pulling a grenade from their belt.
*Sorry, I need a little break from running this tavern.*
*Oh, OK! That's fine.*
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Nothing sees her.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 23. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
They note the fact the carcasses are still warm and proceed deeper, pulling a grenade from their belt.
*Sorry, I need a little break from running this tavern.*
*Oh, OK! That's fine.*
*Yeah no worries. Sorry if i've been a little demanding.*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
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*Heya Baalzeboop. Katethiir, Gary, and Kat'chka are outside the production facility, and Katethiir is scanning it for heat signatures (blindsight 120 ft.). Also, probably not gonna be on a lot today.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Lots of heat signatures, mostly animals.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Any near where the designs would be? Actually, scratch that. Katethiir straightens, raises their scimitar, and Stealths (27).
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Nothing sees her.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They enter the facility and stand stock still. Perception: 12. If it's clear, they continue, if it's not... well, it will depend.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Other than some warm animal carcasses, they don't detect anything out of place.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"I'm not afraid of what you think you can do to me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They note the fact the carcasses are still warm and proceed deeper, pulling a grenade from their belt.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
The Demilich jumps out of the boy and towards you.
*The Demilich is harmless in this form, but would you make a wis save against being frightened?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*DC was 14.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The monster seems definitely startled, but not frightened. "What does a flying skull want with candy anyway?!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The skull stops right in front of your face. "I GOT TIRED OF SOULS. CANDY... tastes nicer."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Well then, you can have some... if you ask politely."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Gi'me the CANDY!"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Sorry, I need a little break from running this tavern.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh, OK! That's fine.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Yeah no worries. Sorry if i've been a little demanding.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.