Aristaeus is flying over a sleeping Kenjin, definitely not trying to possess it.
*have the Kenjin make a DC 19 wisdom save*
*Is this the White Kenjin?*
*if they are the only one sleeping, yes. If not, one of the others*
*Their the only one sleeping* 10 *5is a placeholder until I make the stat block*
They fail. They are under the effects of the dominate spell.
the Kenjin wakes up after the hornets crawl through their mouth, nose and ears if they have any. They maniacally laugh, proud of themself.
The Kenjin sneezes, and all the hornets are forced out the nose.
*Oh come on*
”Well that was a failure.”
*The White Kenjin is an important NPC and I don’t want him to become a skin puppet. I’m sorry if this is ruining your fun.*
*its fine. Aristaeus will just find another one once they are asleep*
“Uh-…. Hello?”
“DID YOU JUST TRY TO TAKE CONTROL OF MY BODY?”
“…no?”
The White Kenjin looks down on you and growls. He then starts to walk off.
*Aristaeus is flying in front of their face, not on the ground*
*also, Gotta go for a while*
Either way, the White Kenjin walks away.
They go over to some other random room and possess a corpse.
*You do realize you could just possess an automaton, right?*
You come across a burial room filled with the corpses of miners.
*They can’t eat automatons, so they mainly possess organic things*
they fly over and crawl into one of them.
*I’m just saying that you’re going to run out of corpses eventually*
A sister is kneeling in front of one of the graves.
*But that won’t be for a while at least. After that point, then they will probably possess some sort of machine. Also, Aristaeus can feed on living hosts without killing them. It just hurts a lot*
”What are you doing, Sister?”
“Hello, Sibling Aristaeus. I am simply paying tribute to the creators of these caverns we call our home.”
Aristaeus is flying over a sleeping Kenjin, definitely not trying to possess it.
*have the Kenjin make a DC 19 wisdom save*
*Is this the White Kenjin?*
*if they are the only one sleeping, yes. If not, one of the others*
*Their the only one sleeping* 10 *5is a placeholder until I make the stat block*
They fail. They are under the effects of the dominate spell.
the Kenjin wakes up after the hornets crawl through their mouth, nose and ears if they have any. They maniacally laugh, proud of themself.
The Kenjin sneezes, and all the hornets are forced out the nose.
*Oh come on*
”Well that was a failure.”
*The White Kenjin is an important NPC and I don’t want him to become a skin puppet. I’m sorry if this is ruining your fun.*
*its fine. Aristaeus will just find another one once they are asleep*
“Uh-…. Hello?”
“DID YOU JUST TRY TO TAKE CONTROL OF MY BODY?”
“…no?”
The White Kenjin looks down on you and growls. He then starts to walk off.
*Aristaeus is flying in front of their face, not on the ground*
*also, Gotta go for a while*
Either way, the White Kenjin walks away.
They go over to some other random room and possess a corpse.
*You do realize you could just possess an automaton, right?*
You come across a burial room filled with the corpses of miners.
*They can’t eat automatons, so they mainly possess organic things*
they fly over and crawl into one of them.
*I’m just saying that you’re going to run out of corpses eventually*
A sister is kneeling in front of one of the graves.
*But that won’t be for a while at least. After that point, then they will probably possess some sort of machine. Also, Aristaeus can feed on living hosts without killing them. It just hurts a lot*
”What are you doing, Sister?”
“Hello, Sibling Aristaeus. I am simply paying tribute to the creators of these caverns we call our home.”
“They are buried here? Does that mean these corpses are off limits for us to eat?”
Aristaeus is flying over a sleeping Kenjin, definitely not trying to possess it.
*have the Kenjin make a DC 19 wisdom save*
*Is this the White Kenjin?*
*if they are the only one sleeping, yes. If not, one of the others*
*Their the only one sleeping* 10 *5is a placeholder until I make the stat block*
They fail. They are under the effects of the dominate spell.
the Kenjin wakes up after the hornets crawl through their mouth, nose and ears if they have any. They maniacally laugh, proud of themself.
The Kenjin sneezes, and all the hornets are forced out the nose.
*Oh come on*
”Well that was a failure.”
*The White Kenjin is an important NPC and I don’t want him to become a skin puppet. I’m sorry if this is ruining your fun.*
*its fine. Aristaeus will just find another one once they are asleep*
“Uh-…. Hello?”
“DID YOU JUST TRY TO TAKE CONTROL OF MY BODY?”
“…no?”
The White Kenjin looks down on you and growls. He then starts to walk off.
*Aristaeus is flying in front of their face, not on the ground*
*also, Gotta go for a while*
Either way, the White Kenjin walks away.
They go over to some other random room and possess a corpse.
*You do realize you could just possess an automaton, right?*
You come across a burial room filled with the corpses of miners.
*They can’t eat automatons, so they mainly possess organic things*
they fly over and crawl into one of them.
*I’m just saying that you’re going to run out of corpses eventually*
A sister is kneeling in front of one of the graves.
*But that won’t be for a while at least. After that point, then they will probably possess some sort of machine. Also, Aristaeus can feed on living hosts without killing them. It just hurts a lot*
”What are you doing, Sister?”
“Hello, Sibling Aristaeus. I am simply paying tribute to the creators of these caverns we call our home.”
“They are buried here? Does that mean these corpses are off limits for us to eat?”
“I believe not. Whatever you need for survival, we will provide. We just hope you don’t hoard the corpses for yourself.”
Aristaeus is flying over a sleeping Kenjin, definitely not trying to possess it.
*have the Kenjin make a DC 19 wisdom save*
*Is this the White Kenjin?*
*if they are the only one sleeping, yes. If not, one of the others*
*Their the only one sleeping* 10 *5is a placeholder until I make the stat block*
They fail. They are under the effects of the dominate spell.
the Kenjin wakes up after the hornets crawl through their mouth, nose and ears if they have any. They maniacally laugh, proud of themself.
The Kenjin sneezes, and all the hornets are forced out the nose.
*Oh come on*
”Well that was a failure.”
*The White Kenjin is an important NPC and I don’t want him to become a skin puppet. I’m sorry if this is ruining your fun.*
*its fine. Aristaeus will just find another one once they are asleep*
“Uh-…. Hello?”
“DID YOU JUST TRY TO TAKE CONTROL OF MY BODY?”
“…no?”
The White Kenjin looks down on you and growls. He then starts to walk off.
*Aristaeus is flying in front of their face, not on the ground*
*also, Gotta go for a while*
Either way, the White Kenjin walks away.
They go over to some other random room and possess a corpse.
*You do realize you could just possess an automaton, right?*
You come across a burial room filled with the corpses of miners.
*They can’t eat automatons, so they mainly possess organic things*
they fly over and crawl into one of them.
*I’m just saying that you’re going to run out of corpses eventually*
A sister is kneeling in front of one of the graves.
*But that won’t be for a while at least. After that point, then they will probably possess some sort of machine. Also, Aristaeus can feed on living hosts without killing them. It just hurts a lot*
”What are you doing, Sister?”
“Hello, Sibling Aristaeus. I am simply paying tribute to the creators of these caverns we call our home.”
“They are buried here? Does that mean these corpses are off limits for us to eat?”
“I believe not. Whatever you need for survival, we will provide. We just hope you don’t hoard the corpses for yourself.”
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
They take the letter. “We’ll be there as soon as we can!” They shamble off to the entrance of the mines.
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
They take the letter. “We’ll be there as soon as we can!” They shamble off to the entrance of the mines.
She, along with a few other sisters, bid you farewell.
*Is it a good idea to give people who role play here quests that require other threads?*
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
They take the letter. “We’ll be there as soon as we can!” They shamble off to the entrance of the mines.
She, along with a few other sisters, bud you farewell.
*Is it a good idea to give people who role play here quests that require other threads?*
*i don’t personally think so. I kinda want Aristaeus to be an eye of Cthulhu only thing. Others might disagree, but i don’t think so. Should we just say Aristaeus delivered the message without actually doing anything at lords rest?*
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
They take the letter. “We’ll be there as soon as we can!” They shamble off to the entrance of the mines.
She, along with a few other sisters, bud you farewell.
*Is it a good idea to give people who role play here quests that require other threads?*
*i don’t personally think so. I kinda want Aristaeus to be an eye of Cthulhu only thing. Others might disagree, but i don’t think so. Should we just say Aristaeus delivered the message without actually doing anything at lords rest?*
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
They take the letter. “We’ll be there as soon as we can!” They shamble off to the entrance of the mines.
She, along with a few other sisters, bud you farewell.
*Is it a good idea to give people who role play here quests that require other threads?*
*i don’t personally think so. I kinda want Aristaeus to be an eye of Cthulhu only thing. Others might disagree, but i don’t think so. Should we just say Aristaeus delivered the message without actually doing anything at lords rest?*
*K*
*mhm*
Aristaeus is watching whatever the Kenjin are doing.
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“Hello, Sibling Aristaeus. I am simply paying tribute to the creators of these caverns we call our home.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“They are buried here? Does that mean these corpses are off limits for us to eat?”
Instead of taking damage the head of the disguise snaps and its hanging over. It won't be better again until Mimi has a long rest.
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
“I believe not. Whatever you need for survival, we will provide. We just hope you don’t hoard the corpses for yourself.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Your move.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Thank you.” They possess one of the corpses.
This one seems to have their right arm ripped off and has an extremely scarred face.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Just a question, how long have these people been dead?”
“Somewhere over 3000 years ago.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“How did they die?” They say as Hornets start emitting smoke to create a sort of replacement for their right arm, although it isn’t exactly very physical.
“We do not know.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Hm. Is there anything you need me to do?”
“I believe we have a task of delivering a message to someone known as the Brand if you wish to take it.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Sure!”
The sister pulls a letter out of her robe. “Deliver this to the Brand. I believe they were last seen at this tavern called The Lords Rest Inn.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
They take the letter. “We’ll be there as soon as we can!” They shamble off to the entrance of the mines.
She, along with a few other sisters, bid you farewell.
*Is it a good idea to give people who role play here quests that require other threads?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*i don’t personally think so. I kinda want Aristaeus to be an eye of Cthulhu only thing. Others might disagree, but i don’t think so. Should we just say Aristaeus delivered the message without actually doing anything at lords rest?*
*K*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*mhm*
Aristaeus is watching whatever the Kenjin are doing.