I had an idea for a magical item. It’s called the ethereal whistle. It is sort of like a dog whistle, but it can only be heard in the ethereal plane. The characters can blow it and it will summon some sort of monster from the ethereal plane in 1d20 rounds. Phase spiders and ghosts are probably the most common thing to answer the call. The party doesn’t have any control over what they summon though.
”Huh.. That was.. s-simple.” Sonya looks confused.
He looks around at his fellow soldiers and they look about as confused as he is.
”Uhm.. Was th-that it?” He asks, to no one in particular
*I'm trusting you to bring Owen back intact Yvonne, he's going down in Guild history*
"I'm... not entirely sure. But it'll be back, and I'm sure it won't be nearly as easy to get rid off." He sighs.
“W-Well, we might be able to fight it should it come back and a-attack as it’s ‘Doctor’ orders.”
Sonya empties her revolver’s rounds into a pouch in her robes and puts the gun away. She then grabs her mace and holds it.
"Oh, we'll fight it. Surviving is a whole nother matter though."
“Good point. Do you have any idea w-what that thing was, y-your Majesty?”
Sonya seems a little nervous, but that has nothing to do with his stutter, which is part of how he talks.
*darn it I keep using the wrong pronouns for Sonya.*
He sighs, seeming tired. There's bags under his eyes, he's had an incredibly hard past few months, these last few days especially. "Not a clue. Just the gape alone was threating everything and taking all my time, but now some powerful Doctor that I've never heard of is attacking us, and the Queens dead? Was she ever really the queen?" He stares out into the distance for a second, before flicking his uniforms cape, turning around, and saddling up. "Back to the Guild, there's no time for anything else. If this Doctor sends something, and we're unprepared, all could be lost."
“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
I had an idea for a magical item. It’s called the ethereal whistle. It is sort of like a dog whistle, but it can only be heard in the ethereal plane. The characters can blow it and it will summon some sort of monster from the ethereal plane in 1d20 rounds. Phase spiders and ghosts are probably the most common thing to answer the call. The party doesn’t have any control over what they summon though.
That actually such a cool idea! Maybe it has a certain amount of charges, and depending on how many charges you use you can have a certain amount of control over whatever you summon?
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“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
The King nods, riding back with Sonya and his men.
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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 had an idea for a magical item. It’s called the ethereal whistle. It is sort of like a dog whistle, but it can only be heard in the ethereal plane. The characters can blow it and it will summon some sort of monster from the ethereal plane in 1d20 rounds. Phase spiders and ghosts are probably the most common thing to answer the call. The party doesn’t have any control over what they summon though.
That actually such a cool idea! Maybe it has a certain amount of charges, and depending on how many charges you use you can have a certain amount of control over whatever you summon?
That is a good idea. It would make it more useful but still have the element of danger.
“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
The King nods, riding back with Sonya and his men.
He turns to the King, with a look of worry on his face.
”What would happen now s-since the Queen passed? Do you have a h-heir yet or do you need to find one?”
“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
The King nods, riding back with Sonya and his men.
He turns to the King, with a look of worry on his face.
”What would happen now s-since the Queen passed? Do you have a h-heir yet or do you need to find one?”
"It is... complicated. The queen set up the Guild, but after we had to move because of the gape, my kingdom sort of joined hers, and we began to co-rule over the spiders. We were never together, or anything like that, as such. I am in charge of the Guild now that the queen is... gone." He pauses, reckoning with the fact.
"So no, I do not have a heir. When I am to die, I expect my Sister shall take the crown for my Kingdom. Whether or not she shall rule the Guild too, I do not know."
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“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
The King nods, riding back with Sonya and his men.
He turns to the King, with a look of worry on his face.
”What would happen now s-since the Queen passed? Do you have a h-heir yet or do you need to find one?”
"It is... complicated. The queen set up the Guild, but after we had to move because of the gape, my kingdom sort of joined hers, and we began to co-rule over the spiders. We were never together, or anything like that, as such. I am in charge of the Guild now that the queen is... gone." He pauses, reckoning with the fact.
"So no, I do not have a heir. When I am to die, I expect my Sister shall take the crown for my Kingdom. Whether or not she shall rule the Guild too, I do not know."
“Oh. T-That wasn’t what I thought it would be. P-Please don’t construe that as me a-assuming that you and the Queen had m-more than an alliance, since those are very necessary.”
Sonya looks away from the King, as if he expects to be punished for what he said.
“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
The King nods, riding back with Sonya and his men.
He turns to the King, with a look of worry on his face.
”What would happen now s-since the Queen passed? Do you have a h-heir yet or do you need to find one?”
"It is... complicated. The queen set up the Guild, but after we had to move because of the gape, my kingdom sort of joined hers, and we began to co-rule over the spiders. We were never together, or anything like that, as such. I am in charge of the Guild now that the queen is... gone." He pauses, reckoning with the fact.
"So no, I do not have a heir. When I am to die, I expect my Sister shall take the crown for my Kingdom. Whether or not she shall rule the Guild too, I do not know."
“Oh. T-That wasn’t what I thought it would be. P-Please don’t construe that as me a-assuming that you and the Queen had m-more than an alliance, since those are very necessary.”
Sonya looks away from the King, as if he expects to be punished for what he said.
*shot you a pm*
He nods, accepting the apology.
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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.
”Huh.. That was.. s-simple.” Sonya looks confused.
He looks around at his fellow soldiers and they look about as confused as he is.
”Uhm.. Was th-that it?” He asks, to no one in particular
*I'm trusting you to bring Owen back intact Yvonne, he's going down in Guild history*
"I'm... not entirely sure. But it'll be back, and I'm sure it won't be nearly as easy to get rid off." He sighs.
*I've been sick for a while, so I haven't been able to see this, but don't worry: I'll make sure to bring Owen back alive. Intact, though...*
Owen can't see too much from being stuck inside Athetos' iron grasp, but can hear many sounds from around him. The whir of machinery and noise of fragmented conversation... the metallic footsteps of smaller constructs passing by...the chimes of elevators opening and closing their doors... a confusing melody of office work and mechanical contraptions, amplified by the steady percussion of Athetos' heavy footfalls. It's hard to know where they are, but they certainly aren't where they used to be.
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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”Huh.. That was.. s-simple.” Sonya looks confused.
He looks around at his fellow soldiers and they look about as confused as he is.
”Uhm.. Was th-that it?” He asks, to no one in particular
*I'm trusting you to bring Owen back intact Yvonne, he's going down in Guild history*
"I'm... not entirely sure. But it'll be back, and I'm sure it won't be nearly as easy to get rid off." He sighs.
*I've been sick for a while, so I haven't been able to see this, but don't worry: I'll make sure to bring Owen back alive. Intact, though...*
Owen can't see too much from being stuck inside Athetos' iron grasp, but can hear many sounds from around him. The whir of machinery and noise of fragmented conversation... the metallic footsteps of smaller constructs passing by...the chimes of elevators opening and closing their doors... a confusing melody of office work and mechanical contraptions, amplified by the steady percussion of Athetos' heavy footfalls. It's hard to know where they are, but they certainly aren't where they used to be.
*Am I to rp Owen? Or do you have other plans?*
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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.
”Huh.. That was.. s-simple.” Sonya looks confused.
He looks around at his fellow soldiers and they look about as confused as he is.
”Uhm.. Was th-that it?” He asks, to no one in particular
*I'm trusting you to bring Owen back intact Yvonne, he's going down in Guild history*
"I'm... not entirely sure. But it'll be back, and I'm sure it won't be nearly as easy to get rid off." He sighs.
*I've been sick for a while, so I haven't been able to see this, but don't worry: I'll make sure to bring Owen back alive. Intact, though...*
Owen can't see too much from being stuck inside Athetos' iron grasp, but can hear many sounds from around him. The whir of machinery and noise of fragmented conversation... the metallic footsteps of smaller constructs passing by...the chimes of elevators opening and closing their doors... a confusing melody of office work and mechanical contraptions, amplified by the steady percussion of Athetos' heavy footfalls. It's hard to know where they are, but they certainly aren't where they used to be.
*Am I to rp Owen? Or do you have other plans?*
*You can if you wish, but if you don't wanna, I have other plans.*
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
”Huh.. That was.. s-simple.” Sonya looks confused.
He looks around at his fellow soldiers and they look about as confused as he is.
”Uhm.. Was th-that it?” He asks, to no one in particular
*I'm trusting you to bring Owen back intact Yvonne, he's going down in Guild history*
"I'm... not entirely sure. But it'll be back, and I'm sure it won't be nearly as easy to get rid off." He sighs.
*I've been sick for a while, so I haven't been able to see this, but don't worry: I'll make sure to bring Owen back alive. Intact, though...*
Owen can't see too much from being stuck inside Athetos' iron grasp, but can hear many sounds from around him. The whir of machinery and noise of fragmented conversation... the metallic footsteps of smaller constructs passing by...the chimes of elevators opening and closing their doors... a confusing melody of office work and mechanical contraptions, amplified by the steady percussion of Athetos' heavy footfalls. It's hard to know where they are, but they certainly aren't where they used to be.
*Am I to rp Owen? Or do you have other plans?*
*You can if you wish, but if you don't wanna, I have other plans.*
*I might be slow today, and don't want to hold you up, so I'll step back for now if that's alright*
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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?"
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"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
I had an idea for a magical item. It’s called the ethereal whistle. It is sort of like a dog whistle, but it can only be heard in the ethereal plane. The characters can blow it and it will summon some sort of monster from the ethereal plane in 1d20 rounds. Phase spiders and ghosts are probably the most common thing to answer the call. The party doesn’t have any control over what they summon though.
“The Queen is d-dead?” Sonya mumbles as he attempts to saddle up, but it takes a few attempts to do so. He rides alongside the King, and is deep in thought about something.
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That actually such a cool idea! Maybe it has a certain amount of charges, and depending on how many charges you use you can have a certain amount of control over whatever you summon?
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 King nods, riding back with Sonya and his men.
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.
That is a good idea. It would make it more useful but still have the element of danger.
He turns to the King, with a look of worry on his face.
”What would happen now s-since the Queen passed? Do you have a h-heir yet or do you need to find one?”
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"It is... complicated. The queen set up the Guild, but after we had to move because of the gape, my kingdom sort of joined hers, and we began to co-rule over the spiders. We were never together, or anything like that, as such. I am in charge of the Guild now that the queen is... gone." He pauses, reckoning with the fact.
"So no, I do not have a heir. When I am to die, I expect my Sister shall take the crown for my Kingdom. Whether or not she shall rule the Guild too, I do not know."
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.
“Oh. T-That wasn’t what I thought it would be. P-Please don’t construe that as me a-assuming that you and the Queen had m-more than an alliance, since those are very necessary.”
Sonya looks away from the King, as if he expects to be punished for what he said.
*shot you a pm*
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He nods, accepting the apology.
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.
*if I don’t respond on here for a while and I’m active elsewhere on DDB, I’m usually waiting for someone else to post*
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*I've been sick for a while, so I haven't been able to see this, but don't worry: I'll make sure to bring Owen back alive. Intact, though...*
Owen can't see too much from being stuck inside Athetos' iron grasp, but can hear many sounds from around him. The whir of machinery and noise of fragmented conversation... the metallic footsteps of smaller constructs passing by...the chimes of elevators opening and closing their doors... a confusing melody of office work and mechanical contraptions, amplified by the steady percussion of Athetos' heavy footfalls. It's hard to know where they are, but they certainly aren't where they used to be.
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)
YVONNE IS THAT PRIMAL GROUDON AS YOUR PFP AAAAAAA :DDDDDDDDDDDDDd
I GTG BUT THATS AMAZING
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
*no worries, I hope you feel better soon :D*
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*Am I to rp Owen? Or do you have other plans?*
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.
*You can if you wish, but if you don't wanna, I have other plans.*
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)
*grabs popcorn and a danish*
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Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
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*I might be slow today, and don't want to hold you up, so I'll step back for now if that's alright*
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.
*Perfectly fine with me. Take your time: I don't want to rush any decision you make.*
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)
*Thanks Yvonne :)*
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?"
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"
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