Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Morgana, a woman with white hair, pale grey skin, and white flowing robes looks over at them. She wave kindly and bares a warm smile in their direction.
They look up from what they’re tinkering on for a moment and smile back.
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Koszmar, a cloaked figure with silver hair and orange eyes, approaches. "My, my. What craftsmanship." It knocks at the door exactly, and precisely, three times. "May I enter?"
“Indeed you may. And what is your name? Oh shoot you’re not a vampire, are you? Did I just let a vampire into my house?”
It laughs. "No, I haven't made any vampires yet. I need proper infrastructure for them to be sustainable, and, while I don't have the power to make such infrastructure, you could help the humans in their creation, couldn't you? With all these books, surely you have some knowledge to share with them?"
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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.
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Koszmar, a cloaked figure with silver hair and orange eyes, approaches. "My, my. What craftsmanship." It knocks at the door exactly, and precisely, three times. "May I enter?"
“Indeed you may. And what is your name? Oh shoot you’re not a vampire, are you? Did I just let a vampire into my house?”
It laughs. "No, I haven't made any vampires yet. I need proper infrastructure for them to be sustainable, and, while I don't have the power to make such infrastructure, you could help the humans in their creation, couldn't you? With all these books, surely you have some knowledge to share with them?"
“Ah, good. I may have some knowledge for them, yes, but I may not share it all yet.”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Morgana, a woman with white hair, pale grey skin, and white flowing robes looks over at them. She wave kindly and bares a warm smile in their direction.
They look up from what they’re tinkering on for a moment and smile back.
She walks over and smiles, leaning on her staff. She brushes a strand of white hair behind her ear "Good evening god of the arcane. How art thou?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
“What does it do?”
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
“What does it do?”
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Koszmar, a cloaked figure with silver hair and orange eyes, approaches. "My, my. What craftsmanship." It knocks at the door exactly, and precisely, three times. "May I enter?"
“Indeed you may. And what is your name? Oh shoot you’re not a vampire, are you? Did I just let a vampire into my house?”
It laughs. "No, I haven't made any vampires yet. I need proper infrastructure for them to be sustainable, and, while I don't have the power to make such infrastructure, you could help the humans in their creation, couldn't you? With all these books, surely you have some knowledge to share with them?"
“Ah, good. I may have some knowledge for them, yes, but I may not share it all yet.”
"Of course not. But perhaps some necromancy and golem making would be helpful. I have already taught them basic construction and farming, but they need more help than I can provide."
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Morgana, a woman with white hair, pale grey skin, and white flowing robes looks over at them. She wave kindly and bares a warm smile in their direction.
They look up from what they’re tinkering on for a moment and smile back.
She walks over and smiles, leaning on her staff. She brushes a strand of white hair behind her ear "Good evening god of the arcane. How art thou?"
“Good evening. I find myself to be quite well today, upon finding this new and interesting land. What is your name?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
“What does it do?”
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
“Oh. That makes sense.”
“Yes. Would you like to try it?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Koszmar, a cloaked figure with silver hair and orange eyes, approaches. "My, my. What craftsmanship." It knocks at the door exactly, and precisely, three times. "May I enter?"
“Indeed you may. And what is your name? Oh shoot you’re not a vampire, are you? Did I just let a vampire into my house?”
It laughs. "No, I haven't made any vampires yet. I need proper infrastructure for them to be sustainable, and, while I don't have the power to make such infrastructure, you could help the humans in their creation, couldn't you? With all these books, surely you have some knowledge to share with them?"
“Ah, good. I may have some knowledge for them, yes, but I may not share it all yet.”
"Of course not. But perhaps some roads and farms would be helpful. I have already taught them basic construction and farming, but they need more help than I can provide."
“I fear that the both of us may not even be able to help them all, but we may try, no?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
“What does it do?”
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Morgana, a woman with white hair, pale grey skin, and white flowing robes looks over at them. She wave kindly and bares a warm smile in their direction.
They look up from what they’re tinkering on for a moment and smile back.
She walks over and smiles, leaning on her staff. She brushes a strand of white hair behind her ear "Good evening god of the arcane. How art thou?"
“Good evening. I find myself to be quite well today, upon finding this new and interesting land. What is your name?”
"My name is Morgana. Tis a pleasure too meet ye. Tell me your name so I may connect your face to it."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Koszmar, a cloaked figure with silver hair and orange eyes, approaches. "My, my. What craftsmanship." It knocks at the door exactly, and precisely, three times. "May I enter?"
“Indeed you may. And what is your name? Oh shoot you’re not a vampire, are you? Did I just let a vampire into my house?”
It laughs. "No, I haven't made any vampires yet. I need proper infrastructure for them to be sustainable, and, while I don't have the power to make such infrastructure, you could help the humans in their creation, couldn't you? With all these books, surely you have some knowledge to share with them?"
“Ah, good. I may have some knowledge for them, yes, but I may not share it all yet.”
"Of course not. But perhaps some roads and farms would be helpful. I have already taught them basic construction and farming, but they need more help than I can provide."
“I fear that the both of us may not even be able to help them all, but we may try, no?”
"It is only the smart thing to do, after all."
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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.
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
“What does it do?”
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
“Oh. That makes sense.”
“Yes. Would you like to try it?”
“Sure!”
Xeem’fwel’che hands it to the person and says “Now try doing something, you may be better at it if I made it correctly.”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
A group of humans investigate the building.
Inside are many bookshelves stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling, as well as many desks. Xeem’fwel’che sits at one of the desks tinkering with a small metal object and reading from a book.
The humans start exploring the room, most investigating and opening the books. One of them looks at the metal object Xeem’fwel’che is tinkering with.
The books are in every language imaginable, and the ones who find some they can read find information about the different planes, magical items, spells, and other magic stuff.
The object looks to be a cat’s head with emerald eyes.
The person investigating the cats head pokes its eyes, curious.
Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
“What does it do?”
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
“Oh. That makes sense.”
“Yes. Would you like to try it?”
“Sure!”
Xeem’fwel’che hands it to the person and says “Now try doing something, you may be better at it if I made it correctly.”
They grab a nearby book and try to throw it in the air and catch it.
Xeem’fwel’che, an imposing neutral demigod of the Arcana domain, lands at The Oasis as if they were a meteor, sticking a three point landing and looking up at the people as dust and small pieces of debris flies from where they fell.
They have long white hair, and their eyes crackle with purple electricity as they look around at their surroundings. Their long black robes flow around them as if caught in a slight breeze, making the gold highlights on them look alive.
They stand up, and as they do, stone rises from the ground around them in a square that closes at the top, forming a small building with a slanted wooden roof.
Morgana, a woman with white hair, pale grey skin, and white flowing robes looks over at them. She wave kindly and bares a warm smile in their direction.
They look up from what they’re tinkering on for a moment and smile back.
She walks over and smiles, leaning on her staff. She brushes a strand of white hair behind her ear "Good evening god of the arcane. How art thou?"
“Good evening. I find myself to be quite well today, upon finding this new and interesting land. What is your name?”
"My name is Morgana. Tis a pleasure too meet ye. Tell me your name so I may connect your face to it."
“My name is Xeem’fwel’che, nice to meet you!”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
They look up from what they’re tinkering on for a moment and smile back.
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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Xeem’fwel’che smiles, and explains it to the person. “It’s a Stone of Good Luck,” they say.
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
It laughs. "No, I haven't made any vampires yet. I need proper infrastructure for them to be sustainable, and, while I don't have the power to make such infrastructure, you could help the humans in their creation, couldn't you? With all these books, surely you have some knowledge to share with them?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“What does it do?”
"As above, so below." She echoes again and smiles. She stares at the house before chuckling and placing a hand over her stomach and smiling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Ah, good. I may have some knowledge for them, yes, but I may not share it all yet.”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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She walks over and smiles, leaning on her staff. She brushes a strand of white hair behind her ear "Good evening god of the arcane. How art thou?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“It gives me good luck,” they chuckle.
*it gives +1 to ability checks and saving throws to the person it’s on*
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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“Oh. That makes sense.”
"Of course not. But perhaps some necromancy and golem making would be helpful. I have already taught them basic construction and farming, but they need more help than I can provide."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Good evening. I find myself to be quite well today, upon finding this new and interesting land. What is your name?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
“Yes. Would you like to try it?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
“I fear that the both of us may not even be able to help them all, but we may try, no?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
“Sure!”
"My name is Morgana. Tis a pleasure too meet ye. Tell me your name so I may connect your face to it."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It is only the smart thing to do, after all."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Xeem’fwel’che hands it to the person and says “Now try doing something, you may be better at it if I made it correctly.”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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“Gain their trust, build a great civilization and let these people thrive. What say you we join forces, and lead them together?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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They grab a nearby book and try to throw it in the air and catch it.
7
“My name is Xeem’fwel’che, nice to meet you!”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here