“Just a few weeks. That’s odd. You’re acting like you’ve been here you’re whole life and tortured like 682, who is actually really nice once he’s tired of murdering humans.”
“I Hate it here. And It’s hard to run in enclosed spaces.”
“Oh. In that case.” He walks to the wall and puts his paint brush to it. “Do you like forests or rolling fields?”
"what do you mean 'it gets worse from here on out'? is something going down?"
"The Nightmare is connected to the Waking World, slightly offset in time. The monsters there are growing in number and aggression. I'm afraid something bad is going to happen."
"so... what? i need to leave? where would i go? and how would i get there?"
"I don't know, but you don't belong here, in this cell, with these monsters."
"that's what i've been saying this whole time! about time someone agreed with me!"
"Shame it had to be one of the monsters, huh?"
"yeah"
"I'm only here for research purposes. I know a way you can escape easily, but it involves traveling through the Nightmare, and you would have to relinquish your current body and leave it here."
"well, isn't the Nightmare dangerous?"
"Easy and safe are separate things."
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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.
"you do realise i have no means of defending myself, right?"
"The Nightmare is a world of thought and imagination. Things work differently there. You'd probably be a decent fighter there, actually."
"how so? in said realm, could i just envision a gun in my hands and one will just pop up in them?"
"Sort of. The best weapons there are intricate symbols, tools of violence forged from blood and steel. A weapon can be made from fungus or flesh in a second, but a handcrafted metal one will take a bit of time and quite a bit of effort. I know a place where we will be safe for the transport out, and we can get weapons there if you ever end up needing them while I perform the ritual."
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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.
"you do realise i have no means of defending myself, right?"
"The Nightmare is a world of thought and imagination. Things work differently there. You'd probably be a decent fighter there, actually."
"how so? in said realm, could i just envision a gun in my hands and one will just pop up in them?"
"Sort of. The best weapons there are intricate symbols, tools of violence forged from blood and steel. A weapon can be made from fungus or flesh in a second, but a handcrafted metal one will take a bit of time and quite a bit of effort. I know a place where we will be safe for the transport out, and we can get weapons there if you ever end up needing them while I perform the ritual."
"ok, let's give it a try!"
"I'll need to break down the door, so you might want to step back."
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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.
Tenetus fires his flesh-blunderbuss at the door, causing it to warp inward heavily. Shot after shot, it takes about a minute to break down the door.
He rushes in and hands her a small lump of squirming flesh. "You need to eat this. The guards are probably coming already. It will put you to sleep and connect you to the Nightmare."
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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.
“Oh. In that case.” He walks to the wall and puts his paint brush to it. “Do you like forests or rolling fields?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*i have to go. Bye!*
*ok. Continue tomorrow?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
(bye)
*sure!*
"Easy and safe are separate things."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"The Nightmare is a world of thought and imagination. Things work differently there. You'd probably be a decent fighter there, actually."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Sort of. The best weapons there are intricate symbols, tools of violence forged from blood and steel. A weapon can be made from fungus or flesh in a second, but a handcrafted metal one will take a bit of time and quite a bit of effort. I know a place where we will be safe for the transport out, and we can get weapons there if you ever end up needing them while I perform the ritual."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'll need to break down the door, so you might want to step back."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*i’m back!*
Tenetus fires his flesh-blunderbuss at the door, causing it to warp inward heavily. Shot after shot, it takes about a minute to break down the door.
He rushes in and hands her a small lump of squirming flesh. "You need to eat this. The guards are probably coming already. It will put you to sleep and connect you to the Nightmare."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Yay!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Bandersnatch jumps back, snarling. It raises its stinger and rushes towards them at high speeds.
Attack: 10 damage:11 piercing damage, on a hit, make a strength save.
attack: 15 damage: 7 piercing plus 4 poison. On a hit, make a con save.