(I'm introducing a new character, as Korangar can't really continue until the King is done with the things he is doing, also no, this character is not original, but I think I can RP as her well, mostly because I'm trying out writing a short story with the main character being somewhat inspired by her, so...)
A woman (for no apparent reason), appears in the Guild, in the middle of a hallway. She looks around in surprise, and says something in a language not understood. She then takes out a stamp, dips it in some odd red ink, and stamps herself. She then asks the nearest person in whatever language we are all speaking here (english?).
"Where am I? I was just in Elendel, what is this place? Am I still even on Scadrial?"
“The spider Guild, The Spider Guild, Probably Not.” Answers Lonely, who upside down on the ceiling.
Lonely is a fourteen year old human with dark skin, shoulder length curly brown hair, and bright yellow. Eyes. They’re wearing blue jeans and a yellow turtleneck. Every so often, parts of their skin become shadowy and black, their hands become claws, and their hair starts to form together to create black tentacles, before going back to normal. The ground around them is blackened and shadowy.
(I'm introducing a new character, as Korangar can't really continue until the King is done with the things he is doing, also no, this character is not original, but I think I can RP as her well, mostly because I'm trying out writing a short story with the main character being somewhat inspired by her, so...)
A woman (for no apparent reason), appears in the Guild, in the middle of a hallway. She looks around in surprise, and says something in a language not understood. She then takes out a stamp, dips it in some odd red ink, and stamps herself. She then asks the nearest person in whatever language we are all speaking here (english?).
"Where am I? I was just in Elendel, what is this place? Am I still even on Scadrial?"
*Nice intro! English doesn't exist here, we speak common lmao*
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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.
(I'm introducing a new character, as Korangar can't really continue until the King is done with the things he is doing, also no, this character is not original, but I think I can RP as her well, mostly because I'm trying out writing a short story with the main character being somewhat inspired by her, so...)
A woman (for no apparent reason), appears in the Guild, in the middle of a hallway. She looks around in surprise, and says something in a language not understood. She then takes out a stamp, dips it in some odd red ink, and stamps herself. She then asks the nearest person in whatever language we are all speaking here (english?).
"Where am I? I was just in Elendel, what is this place? Am I still even on Scadrial?"
“The spider Guild, The Spider Guild, Probably Not.” Answers Lonely, who upside down on the ceiling.
Lonely is a fourteen year old human with dark skin, shoulder length curly brown hair, and bright yellow. Eyes. They’re wearing blue jeans and a yellow turtleneck. Every so often, parts of their skin become shadowy and black, their hands become claws, and their hair starts to form together to create black tentacles, before going back to normal. The ground around them is blackened and shadowy.
"A guild of... spiders? Odd, but I've seen weirder. If we aren't on Scadrial, what planet are we on then, Nalthis? Roshar? "
She seems mildly interested, and mildly disturbed by the weird shadowy stuff happening.
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My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
(I'm introducing a new character, as Korangar can't really continue until the King is done with the things he is doing, also no, this character is not original, but I think I can RP as her well, mostly because I'm trying out writing a short story with the main character being somewhat inspired by her, so...)
A woman (for no apparent reason), appears in the Guild, in the middle of a hallway. She looks around in surprise, and says something in a language not understood. She then takes out a stamp, dips it in some odd red ink, and stamps herself. She then asks the nearest person in whatever language we are all speaking here (english?).
"Where am I? I was just in Elendel, what is this place? Am I still even on Scadrial?"
“The spider Guild, The Spider Guild, Probably Not.” Answers Lonely, who upside down on the ceiling.
Lonely is a fourteen year old human with dark skin, shoulder length curly brown hair, and bright yellow. Eyes. They’re wearing blue jeans and a yellow turtleneck. Every so often, parts of their skin become shadowy and black, their hands become claws, and their hair starts to form together to create black tentacles, before going back to normal. The ground around them is blackened and shadowy.
"A guild of... spiders? Odd, but I've seen weirder. If we aren't on Scadrial, what planet are we on then, Nalthis? Roshar? "
She seems mildly interested, and mildly disturbed by the weird shadowy stuff happening.
"Oh, so you're not native either, if I may ask, what exactly... is happening with you, are you bonded with a Midnight Aether, or is this something else?"
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My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
"Oh, so you're not native either, if I may ask, what exactly... is happening with you, are you bonded with a Midnight Aether, or is this something else?"
"Well I don't know if I'd call it normal... but okay. Is there anyone here who could tell me about this planet, if I am to return to Scadrial, I need to find where I am exactly. Sorry if this is all a bit overwhelming, if all goes well, I should be out of your hair soon."
(spoiler, she won't)
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My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
“Not really overwhelming, stuff like this happens a lot. Most people here would probably know more about this planet than I do. I do know that there’s this giant rift in the ground that’s slowly getting bigger and destroying everything. But that’s pretty much it.”
they jump down and spin around in the air, landing right side up on the ground.
"That sounds concerning, but I won't question it."
She walks over to a nearby room, and asks what planet she is on
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My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"That sounds concerning, but I won't question it."
She walks over to a nearby room, and asks what planet she is on
"...Planet?" one of the staff answers.
"... the huge floating sphere in space we're on?"
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My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*Let's pick up where we left. I have some... plans.* *insert evil laugh here*
After what felt like an uncomfortably-long elevator ride, Owen is promptly dumped on the floor of the room by Athetos, almost colliding face-first with the steel plating along the floor.
"DOCTOR! ATHETOS DO IT! ATHETOS BRING 01!"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
you magically protect a single secret that you and up to 100 other creatures know from any attempts to be found out. For example, you could protect the location of a magic item or a secret password to an arcane door. Once you cast the spell, all creatures who know the secret are targeted by one effect, chosen when you cast the spell.
death: if the creature attempts to tell or write down the secret or share it in any way, they are instantly targeted by a finger of death spell, cast at ninth level.
silence: if the creature attempts to tell or write down the secret or share it in any way, they instantly loose the ability to speak before they share it, whatever they write down disappears instantly, and they lose any ability to coherently communicate for one hour.
Transformation: if the creature attempts to tell or write down the secret or share it in any way, they are targeted by a true polymorph spell, turning them into a creature you choose at the time you cast the spell. In addition, if they fail the saving throw, they are transformed before they speak or share the knowledge.
Alternatively, any pre written or recorded sources that could share the knowledge are affected in one way you choose as you cast the spell.
slipping ink: any attempt to read the secret automatically makes it disappear before it can be read. Any pre recorded or magical method to share is incoherent and cannot be understood in any way.
destruction: any attempt to read or learn the secret activates a fireball cast at ninth level, centered on the source of the knowledge.
force: any attempt to learn or read the secret causes books and scrolls to fly away and fling themselves away from those trying to read them, forcing themselves shut. Any attempt to stop this takes a dexterity or strength check with a DC equal to your spell save DC. In addition, magical devices dismantle themselves, sending stones and other similar items fly away, and things like magic mouths seal themselves shut.
only one casting of this shell can affect a single secret.
Niccoli’s malevolent army
9th level necromancy
components: S, V
casting time one action
range 1 mile
Muttering words of ancient power, you summon a horde of undead creatures under your command. You target any amount of humanoid corpses within range. For every ten corpses you target, the casting time for the spell increases by one hour. Every corpse you target rises as a zombie under your command, or wights if you target less than ten corpses. The undead obey spoken commands, and you can telepathically speak to them over any distance on the same plane. The undead last for a day, after which they turn to dust and are destroyed. By casting this spell again, you can prevent their destruction for one more day. This effect has a casting time of one action, no matter how many undead you are targeting. If you prevent the destruction of the undead horde for a year, they no longer disappear after a day and become permanent.
if you die, the undead gain their own free will and are usually malevolent. If you are revived, they no longer listen to your commands.
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“The spider Guild, The Spider Guild, Probably Not.” Answers Lonely, who upside down on the ceiling.
Lonely is a fourteen year old human with dark skin, shoulder length curly brown hair, and bright yellow. Eyes. They’re wearing blue jeans and a yellow turtleneck. Every so often, parts of their skin become shadowy and black, their hands become claws, and their hair starts to form together to create black tentacles, before going back to normal. The ground around them is blackened and shadowy.
*Nice intro! English doesn't exist here, we speak common lmao*
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 guild of... spiders? Odd, but I've seen weirder. If we aren't on Scadrial, what planet are we on then, Nalthis? Roshar? "
She seems mildly interested, and mildly disturbed by the weird shadowy stuff happening.
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
Extended Signature. Real Extended Signature
“Actually, I have no idea.”
"Oh, so you're not native either, if I may ask, what exactly... is happening with you, are you bonded with a Midnight Aether, or is this something else?"
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
Extended Signature. Real Extended Signature
“Nope, Its normal. Happens a lot.”
"Well I don't know if I'd call it normal... but okay. Is there anyone here who could tell me about this planet, if I am to return to Scadrial, I need to find where I am exactly. Sorry if this is all a bit overwhelming, if all goes well, I should be out of your hair soon."
(spoiler, she won't)
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
Extended Signature. Real Extended Signature
“Not really overwhelming, stuff like this happens a lot. Most people here would probably know more about this planet than I do. I do know that there’s this giant rift in the ground that’s slowly getting bigger and destroying everything. But that’s pretty much it.”
they jump down and spin around in the air, landing right side up on the ground.
"That sounds concerning, but I won't question it."
She walks over to a nearby room, and asks what planet she is on
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
Extended Signature. Real Extended Signature
*and since I actually have no idea, I you’ll have to wait for Drummer or someone else for the answer*
(I have plans I cannot explain)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"...Planet?" one of the staff answers.
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.
*B U R N*
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.
(me?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*no*
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 huge floating sphere in space we're on?"
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
Extended Signature. Real Extended Signature
(oh :< )
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*Let's pick up where we left. I have some... plans.* *insert evil laugh here*
After what felt like an uncomfortably-long elevator ride, Owen is promptly dumped on the floor of the room by Athetos, almost colliding face-first with the steel plating along the floor.
"DOCTOR! ATHETOS DO IT! ATHETOS BRING 01!"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*This will be interesting.*
The king is making preparations, in case that thing comes back.
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.
Here are some spells I made!
Harpocrates’ Secret
9th level abjuration
components: M (a red rose)
casting time one hour
duration instantaneous
you magically protect a single secret that you and up to 100 other creatures know from any attempts to be found out. For example, you could protect the location of a magic item or a secret password to an arcane door. Once you cast the spell, all creatures who know the secret are targeted by one effect, chosen when you cast the spell.
death: if the creature attempts to tell or write down the secret or share it in any way, they are instantly targeted by a finger of death spell, cast at ninth level.
silence: if the creature attempts to tell or write down the secret or share it in any way, they instantly loose the ability to speak before they share it, whatever they write down disappears instantly, and they lose any ability to coherently communicate for one hour.
Transformation: if the creature attempts to tell or write down the secret or share it in any way, they are targeted by a true polymorph spell, turning them into a creature you choose at the time you cast the spell. In addition, if they fail the saving throw, they are transformed before they speak or share the knowledge.
Alternatively, any pre written or recorded sources that could share the knowledge are affected in one way you choose as you cast the spell.
slipping ink: any attempt to read the secret automatically makes it disappear before it can be read. Any pre recorded or magical method to share is incoherent and cannot be understood in any way.
destruction: any attempt to read or learn the secret activates a fireball cast at ninth level, centered on the source of the knowledge.
force: any attempt to learn or read the secret causes books and scrolls to fly away and fling themselves away from those trying to read them, forcing themselves shut. Any attempt to stop this takes a dexterity or strength check with a DC equal to your spell save DC. In addition, magical devices dismantle themselves, sending stones and other similar items fly away, and things like magic mouths seal themselves shut.
only one casting of this shell can affect a single secret.
Niccoli’s malevolent army
9th level necromancy
components: S, V
casting time one action
range 1 mile
Muttering words of ancient power, you summon a horde of undead creatures under your command. You target any amount of humanoid corpses within range. For every ten corpses you target, the casting time for the spell increases by one hour. Every corpse you target rises as a zombie under your command, or wights if you target less than ten corpses. The undead obey spoken commands, and you can telepathically speak to them over any distance on the same plane. The undead last for a day, after which they turn to dust and are destroyed. By casting this spell again, you can prevent their destruction for one more day. This effect has a casting time of one action, no matter how many undead you are targeting. If you prevent the destruction of the undead horde for a year, they no longer disappear after a day and become permanent.
if you die, the undead gain their own free will and are usually malevolent. If you are revived, they no longer listen to your commands.