An unbalanced equation... an imperfect angle. We sow the seeds of our ruin, and seek to deny its reckoning. We make mountains of our mistakes, monsters of our misdeeds. We slip and stumble, we fail and we falter. And yet, in each of us, a hopeful light. Holding fast against the hellish shadows that gather between our good intentions. And in each of us the limitless emptiness ... of a Darkest Dungeon.
There is a monster outside. A horrifying, inky black creature with glowing eyes partially hidden under its hat. It wants to get in, but the door is closed. Its coat blows in the wind and drips with rain.
'Raining outside, isn't it?' The creepy kid-thing is now sort of perched on a chair, hunched over the table
The creature nods. It hangs up its hat and coat, revealing its semi-translucent, shadowy flesh. It holds out its claw, seemingly to shake, or maybe to beckon or even threaten.
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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.
'Raining outside, isn't it?' The creepy kid-thing is now sort of perched on a chair, hunched over the table
The creature nods. It hangs up its hat and coat, revealing its semi-translucent, shadowy flesh. It holds out its claw, seemingly to shake, or maybe to beckon or even threaten.
'Raining outside, isn't it?' The creepy kid-thing is now sort of perched on a chair, hunched over the table
The creature nods. It hangs up its hat and coat, revealing its semi-translucent, shadowy flesh. It holds out its claw, seemingly to shake, or maybe to beckon or even threaten.
'You been in the dark a long time?'
It nods again. It gives a slight bow to the child-thing... and offers him a piece of intricately knotted rope woven from red and gold thread.
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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.
“We both know you’re lying at least a bit. I’m not going to act like I trust you right now. But as long as you don’t do anything while I’m here, it’ll be fine.”
“No, Scythe like the cyntharian word for man.”
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The weird, monstrous little kid, whose name happens to be Flint, points out of the window. 'Guy wants to get in'
He then opens the window
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Scythe opens the door.
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I am The Grand Envisioner!
The creature begins to crawl inside.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'So your name is man? Hey, Man!' he laughs weirdly, not how a humanoid is supposed to laugh, like barely any sound comes out.
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'Raining outside, isn't it?' The creepy kid-thing is now sort of perched on a chair, hunched over the table
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“Just call me Scythe.”
“Look. It’s my day off. Just don’t attack anyone, alright.”
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'Ok, Scythe. Day off? From what?'
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“You don’t want to know.”
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'As long as it's not pest control? Right?' He looks nervous, and sort of flinches at the thought of pest control
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The creature nods. It hangs up its hat and coat, revealing its semi-translucent, shadowy flesh. It holds out its claw, seemingly to shake, or maybe to beckon or even threaten.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'You been in the dark a long time?'
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“You could say that.” Scythe goes back to eating his food.
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'Don't kill me! I'm harmless! Wouldn't hurt a fly! Wouldn't spread nasty diseases!'
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It nods again. It gives a slight bow to the child-thing... and offers him a piece of intricately knotted rope woven from red and gold thread.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Nice rope. Shiny. Could sell. Or keep?' he examines it closely
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“We both know you’re lying at least a bit. I’m not going to act like I trust you right now. But as long as you don’t do anything while I’m here, it’ll be fine.”
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'Ok. You here long? I'll stay out of your way. Stay down in the nice dark places...'
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Arcana or Religion check would reveal its purpose.
The monster gently places the rope into Flint's hands.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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*Is this what you imagined a young Flint to be like?*
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