*It's really gonna suck when the lack of a cycle of decay ends up with unfertilized plants, meaning that you have to tend to each and every individual injured or sick person. Even an entire pantheon can only be in a few places at once.*
*You don't need fertilizer to grow plants. And gods have clerics for a reason.*
*Actually, plants will die if planted on barren ground unless they have some other way of gathering nutrients. Also, that would take a whole lot of clerics later on.*
*The ground isn't barren, since there are currently no agricultural practices, the plants can grow naturally. Plus with Nedari's grove, they don't really need anything like that. Creatures also still defecate, another source of fertilization for crops. Along with most desert or savanna plants are naturally evolved to grow with little to no nutrients due to the lack of soil in the first place, using shallow roots and such to gain their needs. ATP generation is more dependent on water than anything else.*
*In the future. I'm talking about the future. And where do you think the nutrients in the waste comes from?
Also, I will concede to that last part.*
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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, go right ahead. My soul will live in the underworld with my friend, Morgana, who joined me down there not a day ago. I wouldn't have to put up with you anymore, either, as I would lack even the slightest wisp of godhood. Even better, my curse would never be lifted. By all means, strike me down. I won't fight back. You will destroy yourself in time."
"I would not give you the satisfaction. Come then, let me show you true punishment." Is he resisting the battle? If he's fighting back, roll the d6, but if not then tell me so I can write the next part.
*He is not. He will simply sit there on a tombstone and take every hit. Almost assuredly die. After all, he is the god of death, so he chooses when to die. He can't prevent it, but he can make it come early.*
"I feel no pain or remorse. Do what you will. Your people shall never know peace."
Kila seethes in fury. The temperature around him is swelteringly hot. "This lying scum cursed me and my lands. And he will pay."
“Calm, anything can be solved with peace!”
"I tried to solve this peacefully. And all he did was lie to my face!"
"I never lied to you, Kila. You heard what you wanted to hear. A world without death is a sorry one indeed."
"You twist my words! You think I am against death? I am against you! Your.. cruel desire to end life so quickly! Your practices of manipulating humans and bringing them closer to their destruction by inviting poisonous thoughts under the guise of progress! You think you are all important, that as an envoy of death that you hold control over everyone and everything's end. But you don't. I heard what I wantd to believe, because I wanted to believe you were truly sorry. I wanted to apologize for my own fury. But I see that it was well placed. Someone will take over your mantle, and I welcome them with open arms."
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"Oh, go right ahead. My soul will live in the underworld with my friend, Morgana, who joined me down there not a day ago. I wouldn't have to put up with you anymore, either, as I would lack even the slightest wisp of godhood. Even better, my curse would never be lifted. By all means, strike me down. I won't fight back. You will destroy yourself in time."
"I would not give you the satisfaction. Come then, let me show you true punishment." Is he resisting the battle? If he's fighting back, roll the d6, but if not then tell me so I can write the next part.
*He is not. He will simply sit there on a tombstone and take every hit. Almost assuredly die. After all, he is the god of death, so he chooses when to die. He can't prevent it, but he can make it come early.*
"I feel no pain or remorse. Do what you will. Your people shall never know peace."
Old man mask: Perhaps we should do to you what you did to them.
Kila seethes in fury. The temperature around him is swelteringly hot. "This lying scum cursed me and my lands. And he will pay."
“Calm, anything can be solved with peace!”
"I tried to solve this peacefully. And all he did was lie to my face!"
"I never lied to you, Kila. You heard what you wanted to hear. A world without death is a sorry one indeed."
"You twist my words! You think I am against death? I am against you! Your.. cruel desire to end life so quickly! Your practices of manipulating humans and bringing them closer to their destruction by inviting poisonous thoughts under the guise of progress! You think you are all important, that as an envoy of death that you hold control over everyone and everything's end. But you don't. I heard what I wantd to believe, because I wanted to believe you were truly sorry. I wanted to apologize for my own fury. But I see that it was well placed. Someone will take over your mantle, and I welcome them with open arms."
"Go ahead. But becoming the lord of death requires a remorselessness that seems to be what you despise."
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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, go right ahead. My soul will live in the underworld with my friend, Morgana, who joined me down there not a day ago. I wouldn't have to put up with you anymore, either, as I would lack even the slightest wisp of godhood. Even better, my curse would never be lifted. By all means, strike me down. I won't fight back. You will destroy yourself in time."
"I would not give you the satisfaction. Come then, let me show you true punishment." Is he resisting the battle? If he's fighting back, roll the d6, but if not then tell me so I can write the next part.
*He is not. He will simply sit there on a tombstone and take every hit. Almost assuredly die. After all, he is the god of death, so he chooses when to die. He can't prevent it, but he can make it come early.*
"I feel no pain or remorse. Do what you will. Your people shall never know peace."
*Ask dutch or archfey about that. He's still a demigod, so he can't really control all death or anything*
Kila will incincerate him but leave him on his last legs, then turn him into a star and trap him in the heavens forever.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Oh, go right ahead. My soul will live in the underworld with my friend, Morgana, who joined me down there not a day ago. I wouldn't have to put up with you anymore, either, as I would lack even the slightest wisp of godhood. Even better, my curse would never be lifted. By all means, strike me down. I won't fight back. You will destroy yourself in time."
"I would not give you the satisfaction. Come then, let me show you true punishment." Is he resisting the battle? If he's fighting back, roll the d6, but if not then tell me so I can write the next part.
*He is not. He will simply sit there on a tombstone and take every hit. Almost assuredly die. After all, he is the god of death, so he chooses when to die. He can't prevent it, but he can make it come early.*
"I feel no pain or remorse. Do what you will. Your people shall never know peace."
Old man mask: Perhaps we should do to you what you did to them.
"You are welcome to try. Your power over death is limited. And, more importantly, for your information, if they wish to die, they need only leave Kila's domain."
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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.
Kila seethes in fury. The temperature around him is swelteringly hot. "This lying scum cursed me and my lands. And he will pay."
“Calm, anything can be solved with peace!”
"I tried to solve this peacefully. And all he did was lie to my face!"
"I never lied to you, Kila. You heard what you wanted to hear. A world without death is a sorry one indeed."
"You twist my words! You think I am against death? I am against you! Your.. cruel desire to end life so quickly! Your practices of manipulating humans and bringing them closer to their destruction by inviting poisonous thoughts under the guise of progress! You think you are all important, that as an envoy of death that you hold control over everyone and everything's end. But you don't. I heard what I wantd to believe, because I wanted to believe you were truly sorry. I wanted to apologize for my own fury. But I see that it was well placed. Someone will take over your mantle, and I welcome them with open arms."
"Go ahead. But becoming the lord of death requires a remorselessness that seems to be what you despise."
"You can't assume they will all be like you. Death is supposed to provide a loving embrace at the end of life, to soothe and comfort and to work in tandem with the living world, not doom it for its own selfish desires."
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Oh, go right ahead. My soul will live in the underworld with my friend, Morgana, who joined me down there not a day ago. I wouldn't have to put up with you anymore, either, as I would lack even the slightest wisp of godhood. Even better, my curse would never be lifted. By all means, strike me down. I won't fight back. You will destroy yourself in time."
"I would not give you the satisfaction. Come then, let me show you true punishment." Is he resisting the battle? If he's fighting back, roll the d6, but if not then tell me so I can write the next part.
*He is not. He will simply sit there on a tombstone and take every hit. Almost assuredly die. After all, he is the god of death, so he chooses when to die. He can't prevent it, but he can make it come early.*
"I feel no pain or remorse. Do what you will. Your people shall never know peace."
*Ask dutch or archfey about that. He's still a demigod, so he can't really control all death or anything*
Kila will incincerate him but leave him on his last legs, then turn him into a star and trap him in the heavens forever.
His twisted, charred skin falls to the ground, as all he was beneath it was dust. A myriad of stars shine in the heavens, then turn black and sickened.
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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.
Kila, driven by his own fury, lets out a scream and incinerates everything within 20 ft of him, leaving nothing but blackened ash. His breathing comes in rapid bursts, huffing as he grips his head. His hounds keep a safe distance away, watching him with their golden eyes. His form flickers like a mirage, and he weeps softly, molten lava dripping as he cries. He hugs his knees to his chest and sit in a little bundle, his jewelry having melted in the heat and sticking to him like a icky goo.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
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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.
One of the sickened stars of death get too close to a preexisting star, causing both to impact, creating a supernova and sending a small chunk to the world. This chunk starts to orbit the planet. We have created the moon.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Kila's tears drips through the crust of the island, creating pools of lava in the mantle of the world.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Kila, driven by his own fury, lets out a scream and incinerates everything within 20 ft of him, leaving nothing but blackened ash. His breathing comes in rapid bursts, huffing as he grips his head. His hounds keep a safe distance away, watching him with their golden eyes. His form flickers like a mirage, and he weeps softly, molten lava dripping as he cries. He hugs his knees to his chest and sit in a little bundle, his jewelry having melted in the heat and sticking to him like a icky goo.
Fiabrath runs to him, and hugs him, “It’s OK, I’m here to help you…”
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Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
“You are angry, and rightfully so, but you must tell me what led up to this! Who is the person you speak of!”
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*In the future. I'm talking about the future. And where do you think the nutrients in the waste comes from?
Also, I will concede to that last part.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*He is not. He will simply sit there on a tombstone and take every hit. Almost assuredly die. After all, he is the god of death, so he chooses when to die. He can't prevent it, but he can make it come early.*
"I feel no pain or remorse. Do what you will. Your people shall never know peace."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You twist my words! You think I am against death? I am against you! Your.. cruel desire to end life so quickly! Your practices of manipulating humans and bringing them closer to their destruction by inviting poisonous thoughts under the guise of progress! You think you are all important, that as an envoy of death that you hold control over everyone and everything's end. But you don't. I heard what I wantd to believe, because I wanted to believe you were truly sorry. I wanted to apologize for my own fury. But I see that it was well placed. Someone will take over your mantle, and I welcome them with open arms."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Zeem is sitting in there house, reading as fast as he can from several books at once.
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
Old man mask: Perhaps we should do to you what you did to them.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Go ahead. But becoming the lord of death requires a remorselessness that seems to be what you despise."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Ask dutch or archfey about that. He's still a demigod, so he can't really control all death or anything*
Kila will incincerate him but leave him on his last legs, then turn him into a star and trap him in the heavens forever.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"You are welcome to try. Your power over death is limited. And, more importantly, for your information, if they wish to die, they need only leave Kila's domain."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*deathstar*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"You can't assume they will all be like you. Death is supposed to provide a loving embrace at the end of life, to soothe and comfort and to work in tandem with the living world, not doom it for its own selfish desires."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
His twisted, charred skin falls to the ground, as all he was beneath it was dust. A myriad of stars shine in the heavens, then turn black and sickened.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Kila, driven by his own fury, lets out a scream and incinerates everything within 20 ft of him, leaving nothing but blackened ash. His breathing comes in rapid bursts, huffing as he grips his head. His hounds keep a safe distance away, watching him with their golden eyes. His form flickers like a mirage, and he weeps softly, molten lava dripping as he cries. He hugs his knees to his chest and sit in a little bundle, his jewelry having melted in the heat and sticking to him like a icky goo.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
One of the sickened stars of death get too close to a preexisting star, causing both to impact, creating a supernova and sending a small chunk to the world. This chunk starts to orbit the planet. We have created the moon.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Kila's tears drips through the crust of the island, creating pools of lava in the mantle of the world.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Fiabrath runs to him, and hugs him, “It’s OK, I’m here to help you…”
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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