The gazelle flicks its ear. Hi! This is um.. this is the wastelands! The Oasis is they way- It gestures with its horns. And Illios is that way- it gestures to a massive savanna. There are a few other places here, but I don’t know their names.
"How did you come to be? Or maybe you just simply... are. Like so many other gods."
“I Appeared in the center of a storm. I simply started existing.”
"That would make some sense. I didn't appear like most of you did, as I am not technically a god. I was created from a canvas... and fear of the gods and their negligence. So I was made to force the world to make sense. At least, that's what the mortals that made me wanted. I found out that it is far easier to affect one emotionally than physically."
“Again, Interesting.”
"Now, tell me, would you like some help? Teaching mortals the truth about the dangers of the world while they sleep is one of the quickest and safest ways to ingrain such lessons."
“Sure!”
He jams his corkscrew staff into the ground and stands on its end, reaching up toward the heavens. Several shadowy demons of unspeakable shapes fly to him, carrying a long wire connected to the Signal Tower. He takes it from them and pierces it into the sky.
"The Signal Tower connects to my workshop, where I craft nightmares night after night."
“Hi sorry! I didn’t realize you switched languages..”
"Switch? Ive been using the language Ive always known.."
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"How did you come to be? Or maybe you just simply... are. Like so many other gods."
“I Appeared in the center of a storm. I simply started existing.”
"That would make some sense. I didn't appear like most of you did, as I am not technically a god. I was created from a canvas... and fear of the gods and their negligence. So I was made to force the world to make sense. At least, that's what the mortals that made me wanted. I found out that it is far easier to affect one emotionally than physically."
“Again, Interesting.”
"Now, tell me, would you like some help? Teaching mortals the truth about the dangers of the world while they sleep is one of the quickest and safest ways to ingrain such lessons."
“Sure!”
He jams his corkscrew staff into the ground and stands on its end, reaching up toward the heavens. Several shadowy demons of unspeakable shapes fly to him, carrying a long wire connected to the Signal Tower. He takes it from them and pierces it into the sky.
"The Signal Tower connects to my workshop, where I craft nightmares night after night."
"Then maybe I should wait for him. Would that be an appropriate compromise? My powers do not extend to this area anyway, so his people will be free of my influence until his say so."
The dogs yip. Perfect! But first, play! Fetch!
Okropnosc looks around. He considers throwing his wand for a moment, then decides firmly against it. He reaches up and pulls a dying stick off of a nearby tree. He then throws it about 70 feet.
The dogs immediately race after it, barking excitedly. They both get the stick and start arguing over who got it first.
Okropnosc tries to hide from the sun under the tree he pulled the stick from.
Both drag the stick over with tails wagging.
He takes it from them and throws it again, this time sending it about half a mile off.
The gazelle flicks its ear. Hi! This is um.. this is the wastelands! The Oasis is they way- It gestures with its horns. And Illios is that way- it gestures to a massive savanna. There are a few other places here, but I don’t know their names.
The Oasis? Oh! There's a lot of desert here...
That is true! Kila shifts back to his humanoid form, shaking his hair out. “My name is Kilashi, of the Sun. And you?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"How did you come to be? Or maybe you just simply... are. Like so many other gods."
“I Appeared in the center of a storm. I simply started existing.”
"That would make some sense. I didn't appear like most of you did, as I am not technically a god. I was created from a canvas... and fear of the gods and their negligence. So I was made to force the world to make sense. At least, that's what the mortals that made me wanted. I found out that it is far easier to affect one emotionally than physically."
“Again, Interesting.”
"Now, tell me, would you like some help? Teaching mortals the truth about the dangers of the world while they sleep is one of the quickest and safest ways to ingrain such lessons."
“Sure!”
He jams his corkscrew staff into the ground and stands on its end, reaching up toward the heavens. Several shadowy demons of unspeakable shapes fly to him, carrying a long wire connected to the Signal Tower. He takes it from them and pierces it into the sky.
"The Signal Tower connects to my workshop, where I craft nightmares night after night."
“You craft nightmares?”
"Of course. I am the Nightmare God, after all. And what is the point of a nightmare if it isn't handcrafted to teach a lesson?"
“Maybe! Perhaps a figurine? Something to protect them? But.. an item might be more valuable..”
“An item that turns into a creature?”
Kila gasps “YES! Like.. like a staff.. and when you throw it down.. it turns into a snake spider?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Hi sorry! I didn’t realize you switched languages..”
"Switch? Ive been using the language Ive always known.."
“Really? It sounded so much different!”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He takes it from them and throws it again, this time sending it about half a mile off.
One of the dogs gives a mischevious smile and disappears in a burst of flame, reappearing with the stick in its mouth. The other dog barks. Hey! That’s cheating!
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The gazelle flicks its ear. Hi! This is um.. this is the wastelands! The Oasis is they way- It gestures with its horns. And Illios is that way- it gestures to a massive savanna. There are a few other places here, but I don’t know their names.
The Oasis? Oh! There's a lot of desert here...
That is true! Kila shifts back to his humanoid form, shaking his hair out. “My name is Kilashi, of the Sun. And you?”
Haran, goddess of liberation. She says, taking the form of a tall elf with wild eyes. Her head is shaved and tattoos of flowers and vines cover almost every patch of skin on her body
The gazelle flicks its ear. Hi! This is um.. this is the wastelands! The Oasis is they way- It gestures with its horns. And Illios is that way- it gestures to a massive savanna. There are a few other places here, but I don’t know their names.
The Oasis? Oh! There's a lot of desert here...
That is true! Kila shifts back to his humanoid form, shaking his hair out. “My name is Kilashi, of the Sun. And you?”
Haran, goddess of liberation. She says, taking the form of a tall elf with wild eyes. Her head is shaved and tattoos of flowers and vines cover almost every patch of skin on her body
He gasps. “Your tattoos.. they’re beautiful.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"How did you come to be? Or maybe you just simply... are. Like so many other gods."
“I Appeared in the center of a storm. I simply started existing.”
"That would make some sense. I didn't appear like most of you did, as I am not technically a god. I was created from a canvas... and fear of the gods and their negligence. So I was made to force the world to make sense. At least, that's what the mortals that made me wanted. I found out that it is far easier to affect one emotionally than physically."
“Again, Interesting.”
"Now, tell me, would you like some help? Teaching mortals the truth about the dangers of the world while they sleep is one of the quickest and safest ways to ingrain such lessons."
“Sure!”
He jams his corkscrew staff into the ground and stands on its end, reaching up toward the heavens. Several shadowy demons of unspeakable shapes fly to him, carrying a long wire connected to the Signal Tower. He takes it from them and pierces it into the sky.
"The Signal Tower connects to my workshop, where I craft nightmares night after night."
“You craft nightmares?”
"Of course. I am the Nightmare God, after all. And what is the point of a nightmare if it isn't handcrafted to teach a lesson?"
The Oasis? Oh! There's a lot of desert here...
Chilling kinda vibe.
“An item that turns into a creature?”
I think so, sighs Haran, but I don't remember much.
Chilling kinda vibe.
“Much of what?”
He jams his corkscrew staff into the ground and stands on its end, reaching up toward the heavens. Several shadowy demons of unspeakable shapes fly to him, carrying a long wire connected to the Signal Tower. He takes it from them and pierces it into the sky.
"The Signal Tower connects to my workshop, where I craft nightmares night after night."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Switch? Ive been using the language Ive always known.."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Myself! I remember plains and running through them. But beyond that, my name.... Who knows?
Chilling kinda vibe.
“You craft nightmares?”
He takes it from them and throws it again, this time sending it about half a mile off.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
That is true! Kila shifts back to his humanoid form, shaking his hair out. “My name is Kilashi, of the Sun. And you?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Of course. I am the Nightmare God, after all. And what is the point of a nightmare if it isn't handcrafted to teach a lesson?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Kila gasps “YES! Like.. like a staff.. and when you throw it down.. it turns into a snake spider?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Really? It sounded so much different!”
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“I don’t remember anything before about a day ago.”
One of the dogs gives a mischevious smile and disappears in a burst of flame, reappearing with the stick in its mouth. The other dog barks. Hey! That’s cheating!
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Haran, goddess of liberation. She says, taking the form of a tall elf with wild eyes. Her head is shaved and tattoos of flowers and vines cover almost every patch of skin on her body
Chilling kinda vibe.
He gasps. “Your tattoos.. they’re beautiful.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Good point.”
She takes the humanoid form I described in the post to cyno. "Well, I guess it's a new life for the both of us!"
Chilling kinda vibe.
“A giant snake spider!”