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.
A child human approaches them, carefully stepping around the heat. They then hug them, ignoring all forms of possible pain.
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?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
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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.
Fiabrath runs to him, and hugs him, “It’s OK, I’m here to help you…”
It's horrifically hot, like touching a stovetop. Kila tries to stop his tears but he can't. "Why... why.. did I doom them? Was he right? I don't.. I don't deserve to be a god.."
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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.
A child human approaches them, carefully stepping around the heat. They then hug them, ignoring all forms of possible pain.
Kila sobs and leans into the hug. "Please.. go away. I might hurt you."
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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.
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?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
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.
A child human approaches them, carefully stepping around the heat. They then hug them, ignoring all forms of possible pain.
Kila sobs and leans into the hug. "Please.. go away. I might hurt you."
Kila's tears drips through the crust of the island, creating pools of lava in the mantle of the world.
Zeem rushes over with an Ancient Red Dragon behind them, then sees they were too late. They slowly walk over to Kila and kneel down, putting their hand on his shoulder.
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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
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.
A child human approaches them, carefully stepping around the heat. They then hug them, ignoring all forms of possible pain.
Kila sobs and leans into the hug. "Please.. go away. I might hurt you."
They look you in the eye and continue hugging.
"I"m sorry.. I'm so sorry.."
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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…”
It's horrifically hot, like touching a stovetop. Kila tries to stop his tears but he can't. "Why... why.. did I doom them? Was he right? I don't.. I don't deserve to be a god.."
“Don’t worry, you are the best god I know.”
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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.
Kila's tears drips through the crust of the island, creating pools of lava in the mantle of the world.
Zeem rushes over with an Ancient Red Dragon behind them, then sees they were too late. They slowly walk over to Kila and kneel down, putting their hand on his shoulder.
Kila puts his hand over it and takes a deep breath. "Thank you for the gifts Zeem.. but I am not fit to be the god you want me to be. I can't.. protect them."
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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.
A child human approaches them, carefully stepping around the heat. They then hug them, ignoring all forms of possible pain.
Kila sobs and leans into the hug. "Please.. go away. I might hurt you."
Kila's tears drips through the crust of the island, creating pools of lava in the mantle of the world.
Zeem rushes over with an Ancient Red Dragon behind them, then sees they were too late. They slowly walk over to Kila and kneel down, putting their hand on his shoulder.
Kila puts his hand over it and takes a deep breath. "Thank you for the gifts Zeem.. but I am not fit to be the god you want me to be. I can't.. protect them."
“Protect whom? The people? You don’t need to alone. I can help 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 were cursed because of me. Because I couldn't leave well enough alone. I just want to protect them. I'm so sorry." He grips the charred soil in his hands. "Look at the destruction I bring."
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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.
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?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
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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.
— 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
"They were cursed because of me. Because I couldn't leave well enough alone. I just want to protect them. I'm so sorry." He grips the charred soil in his hands. "Look at the destruction I bring."
“You do not need to apologise, destruction brings new life. Everything is a cycle.”
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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.
A child human approaches them, carefully stepping around the heat. They then hug them, ignoring all forms of possible pain.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It's horrifically hot, like touching a stovetop. Kila tries to stop his tears but he can't. "Why... why.. did I doom them? Was he right? I don't.. I don't deserve to be a god.."
— 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
Kila sobs and leans into the hug. "Please.. go away. I might hurt you."
— 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
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
They look you in the eye and continue hugging.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Zeem rushes over with an Ancient Red Dragon behind them, then sees they were too late. They slowly walk over to Kila and kneel down, putting their hand on his shoulder.
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"m sorry.. I'm so sorry.."
— 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
“Don’t worry, you are the best god I know.”
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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Extended Signature
Kila puts his hand over it and takes a deep breath. "Thank you for the gifts Zeem.. but I am not fit to be the god you want me to be. I can't.. protect them."
— 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
They close their eyes and keep hugging.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Protect whom? The people? You don’t need to alone. I can help 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
"They were cursed because of me. Because I couldn't leave well enough alone. I just want to protect them. I'm so sorry." He grips the charred soil in his hands. "Look at the destruction I bring."
— 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
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I gtg, bye!*
— 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
*byeee!*
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
*Bye! That was fun!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“You do not need to apologise, destruction brings new life. Everything is a cycle.”
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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Extended Signature
*Byeee!*
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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Extended Signature
*bye*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!