Ea watches Zeus and Jim fix the farm. When they finish, she pulls out something that seemed to be a key made from the bones of some kind of creature. She stretched out her the hand she held this mysterious item with and twisted it. Suddenly, her shadow started to morph and fold in on itself, revealing a black door with a silver knocker on it. Ea reached to touch the door and as soon as she made contact with it, she faded into her own shadow and the door disappeared.
The shadow of Zeus started to morph and fold in on itself. It forms the shape of a humanoid and eventually Ea stands in the shadow of the god. In her hands was the mask of the dragon queen and a silvery spear. Around her neck laid the amulet of immunity, which turns resistances into immunity.
I attack White Wabbit as he needs to be brought to justice. I crane kick him through a roof and his head gets stuck through the ceiling.
Ea approaches White Wabbit and his squirrel nemesis and looks down upon them.
"You may settle this squabble on the other side of the portal Iexist had created. But know this. Destroy any of the natural beauty of this land, and this petty rivalry will be the least of your problems."
She then approached Jim while he was working his crops and gave him a small stone.
"This is what my people call a crop stone. It increases a crops fertility if it is buried on the third full moon. I hope the destruction caused by us and all other beings does not find its way to your future kingdom Jim."
Once she said her farewell to all of her new friends, and made some necessary threats, she put on the mask and walked through the portal.
“Ha, well said Ea. Try and torch my banana farm now you hair-brained hare!”
Once she said her farewell to all of her new friends, and made some necessary threats, she put on the mask and walked through the portal.
On the other side of the portal is a fairly small (about 100 feet in diameter, circular), flat island make of rock, surrounded by a raging tempest. The rock itself is dry, however, and untouched by the storm. From the ocean, water rises up to form the shape of Squall, a medium-sized fairly muscular humanoid wearing a simple sailor's outfit. Strapped to his back is a shield, though he carries no weapon. "So, you chose to join me here. Before we begin, are there any limitations you'd like to impose on this fight, any rules? Or should we just get to the fighting?" On that last sentence, Squall's voice seems to crackle with electricity, and his fingertips start emitting sparks.
"I don't know if I can bring those guys here, and I don't want to try that kind of contest. There are plenty of people on the other side to throw 'em in here, if it comes to that. As for summoning, I've got no problem with it." (Keeping in mind that everyone here's on about the same power level, so whatever is done can be countered. That being said, let people have their moments. Not just applying to you obviously, but I want to put it out there.) "We all settled on the rules now? I'll let you have the first go, attack when ready."
*did TST die? I have returned from having an exessive amount of homework*
a ghostly elf spirit wearing red robes and a mighty silver crown. He holds a bow in his hand, known as the bow of instant death. He was a great assasin before he died, and has now returned to brings wrath to those who oppose him.
¨Hi everyone! Iḿ here to kill you!" he says cheerily.
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me fred.
Me also like seven hundred other characters that I don´t want to go through.
I am currently writing a collection of short stories called ¨tales from the pocket realm.¨
*did TST die? I have returned from having an exessive amount of homework*
a ghostly elf spirit wearing red robes and a mighty silver crown. He holds a bow in his hand, known as the bow of instant death. He was a great assasin before he died, and has now returned to brings wrath to those who oppose him.
¨Hi everyone! Iḿ here to kill you!" he says cheerily.
*Hey talia! TST is kinda on a different thread now, the floating isle inn.*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
“My first request is that White Wabbit and his squirrelly enemy were here and the only way they could leave was if they settled this silly argument.”
“My second is that I shall be able to summon anything I wish.”
I go to the northernmost side of the arena, and I fight the squirrels. I use all my most powerful spells. But I am getting overrun by the thousands of them. I then use one of my backup spells, Discord Light Mode, destroying the evil squirrels once and for all.
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I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
“Ha, well said Ea. Try and torch my banana farm now you hair-brained hare!”
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
On the other side of the portal is a fairly small (about 100 feet in diameter, circular), flat island make of rock, surrounded by a raging tempest. The rock itself is dry, however, and untouched by the storm. From the ocean, water rises up to form the shape of Squall, a medium-sized fairly muscular humanoid wearing a simple sailor's outfit. Strapped to his back is a shield, though he carries no weapon. "So, you chose to join me here. Before we begin, are there any limitations you'd like to impose on this fight, any rules? Or should we just get to the fighting?"
On that last sentence, Squall's voice seems to crackle with electricity, and his fingertips start emitting sparks.
ni! (that's a link, click it).
I like spell points.
Please ignore my old homebrew, and for the love of every god out there don't use it.
I (used to, it's kinda dead now) participate in the Level 20 Gladiator Arena with a nameless hero (actually I think I deleted him, whoops).
“My first request is that White Wabbit and his squirrelly enemy were here and the only way they could leave was if they settled this silly argument.”
“My second is that I shall be able to summon anything I wish.”
MY INFO
"I don't know if I can bring those guys here, and I don't want to try that kind of contest. There are plenty of people on the other side to throw 'em in here, if it comes to that. As for summoning, I've got no problem with it."
(Keeping in mind that everyone here's on about the same power level, so whatever is done can be countered. That being said, let people have their moments. Not just applying to you obviously, but I want to put it out there.)
"We all settled on the rules now? I'll let you have the first go, attack when ready."
ni! (that's a link, click it).
I like spell points.
Please ignore my old homebrew, and for the love of every god out there don't use it.
I (used to, it's kinda dead now) participate in the Level 20 Gladiator Arena with a nameless hero (actually I think I deleted him, whoops).
*did TST die? I have returned from having an exessive amount of homework*
a ghostly elf spirit wearing red robes and a mighty silver crown. He holds a bow in his hand, known as the bow of instant death. He was a great assasin before he died, and has now returned to brings wrath to those who oppose him.
¨Hi everyone! Iḿ here to kill you!" he says cheerily.
me fred.
Me also like seven hundred other characters that I don´t want to go through.
I am currently writing a collection of short stories called ¨tales from the pocket realm.¨
*Hey talia! TST is kinda on a different thread now, the floating isle inn.*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*thx*
He blasts a wave of ethereal energy that tears up the ground in jims farm.
me fred.
Me also like seven hundred other characters that I don´t want to go through.
I am currently writing a collection of short stories called ¨tales from the pocket realm.¨
I join in the fun blasting everyone with sludge
I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
I also like wasting peoples time.
I go to the northernmost side of the arena, and I fight the squirrels. I use all my most powerful spells. But I am getting overrun by the thousands of them. I then use one of my backup spells, Discord Light Mode, destroying the evil squirrels once and for all.
I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
I also like wasting peoples time.
*Why?*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*Why not?*
I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
I also like wasting peoples time.
*Because it’s annoying*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*I just want to create a banana farm*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*Well you can’t really make it in the north, because I may or may not of destroyed that part with Dicord Light Mode*
I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
I also like wasting peoples time.
*Its not even in the arena, I’m in a different dimension.*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*You can’t destroy the environment unless your in the arena. It’s a rule.*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*I was in the arena*
*Ok, how about a truce?*
I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
I also like wasting peoples time.
*But I’m not so how are you damaging me*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*K*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
Me and BL4cKBE4r walk up a mountain and shake hands, I say “Forever more, we shall be friends,” and BL4cKBE4r says, “K.”
I play D&D everyday, every hour, every minute. (Well not every minute but as much as I can). Like my poem?
I also make heroforge creations. I don’t buy them.
I also like wasting peoples time.