Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
Ashkhorhe, who was off trying to find food fit for a goddess of war, comes back.
There was exclusively seafood, but seafood is a wide-ranging category. Caviar, lobster, shrimp, mussels, crabs, sea urchins, and all kinds of fish were all found, prepared in various different ways.
Zidan is slumped in his throne, his mangled, mummified face shoved into the light. One of his workers is trying to help the corpse god sit back.
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
"Im doing alright, but slightly tired... And concerned for you. Would you like me to bring you back to your throne? Or can I help some other way?"
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"I fell over. my spine is broken, so movement is difficult. It's funny, I'm a god now, but I can't move on my own anymore. That's what getting killed will do to ya."
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
"Im doing alright, but slightly tired... And concerned for you. Would you like me to bring you back to your throne? Or can I help some other way?"
"That would be nice. We should probably let the kids play for a bit, though. They're doing no harm. If you carry me to a chair, I can make a nice meal for you and the humans, and that would make me very happy."
*Melos has been invited to a masquerade ball hosted by someone named "Zidan, the Chief in Yellow." The location appears to be the gold-and-marble city that just sprung up.*
"A ball?!! Yeah, baby!" He pumps a firey fist into the air, then soars towards the city.
The party has died. The food is gone, the wine has been drunk, and most of the revelers have gone home.
Zidan doesn't sleep. He just stares straight ahead, smoking a cigar, unable to move from his throne. He reaches for a glass of wine beside him, but he can't quite grasp it.
"Shoot. Just my luck, I guess."
Can he see Zidan? (And who's Zidan?)
*Zidan is a god, but while he is powerful as a Lesser God, he is still very weak. He is the God of Decadence, but his body is broken.*
Zidan sits at the end of the room on a gilded throne. He wears black and gold clothes, but his face isn't visible in the darkness. "Thank you for coming. You missed the party, but we're holding another one tomorrow."
"Oh it's quite alright. But in the meantime, do you want some company?"
"Some company would be... much appreciated."
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
"Im doing alright, but slightly tired... And concerned for you. Would you like me to bring you back to your throne? Or can I help some other way?"
"That would be nice. We should probably let the kids play for a bit, though. They're doing no harm. If you carry me to a chair, I can make a nice meal for you and the humans, and that would make me very happy."
"Youre very selfless.. Its very admirable" She picks him up, starting to look around for a chair.
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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)
*Melos has been invited to a masquerade ball hosted by someone named "Zidan, the Chief in Yellow." The location appears to be the gold-and-marble city that just sprung up.*
"A ball?!! Yeah, baby!" He pumps a firey fist into the air, then soars towards the city.
The party has died. The food is gone, the wine has been drunk, and most of the revelers have gone home.
Zidan doesn't sleep. He just stares straight ahead, smoking a cigar, unable to move from his throne. He reaches for a glass of wine beside him, but he can't quite grasp it.
"Shoot. Just my luck, I guess."
Can he see Zidan? (And who's Zidan?)
*Zidan is a god, but while he is powerful as a Lesser God, he is still very weak. He is the God of Decadence, but his body is broken.*
Zidan sits at the end of the room on a gilded throne. He wears black and gold clothes, but his face isn't visible in the darkness. "Thank you for coming. You missed the party, but we're holding another one tomorrow."
"Oh it's quite alright. But in the meantime, do you want some company?"
"Some company would be... much appreciated."
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
"Tell me, how many followers do you have? I have my own band, and they seem interested in joining you for a tour if you would like."
*Sure! Melos is now early for the Kilashi festival, instead of late for the Zidan festival.*
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
"Im doing alright, but slightly tired... And concerned for you. Would you like me to bring you back to your throne? Or can I help some other way?"
"That would be nice. We should probably let the kids play for a bit, though. They're doing no harm. If you carry me to a chair, I can make a nice meal for you and the humans, and that would make me very happy."
"Youre very selfless.. Its very admirable" She picks him up, starting to look around for a chair.
There is a small picnic area with tables and chairs and benches set up. He points to it with his emaciated arms.
"Ah, I just run differently. I'm repaying humanity for bringing me back... and caring for me when I needed them most. You're the selfless one here."
"I fell over. my spine is broken, so movement is difficult. It's funny, I'm a god now, but I can't move on my own anymore. That's what getting killed will do to ya."
"must be horrible."
"Yeah. It really is. Fortunately, many humans see me as the god of earthly things, like humanity itself, so they help me when I need it. Thank you, James." This last part is addressed to the human who helped him lean back in his chair again. The worker nods, then goes back to his lunch break.
"Anyway, do you have any questions, or are you content with small talk for now?"
"I fell over. my spine is broken, so movement is difficult. It's funny, I'm a god now, but I can't move on my own anymore. That's what getting killed will do to ya."
"must be horrible."
"Yeah. It really is. Fortunately, many humans see me as the god of earthly things, like humanity itself, so they help me when I need it. Thank you, James." This last part is addressed to the human who helped him lean back in his chair again. The worker nods, then goes back to his lunch break.
"Anyway, do you have any questions, or are you content with small talk for now?"
"I'm fine for right now." she says.
*i wanna intro a new god, should I?*
"Okay. That's a nice citadel you have by the oasis. Not as big as my own, but I can send you some workers to help with that."
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
"Im doing alright, but slightly tired... And concerned for you. Would you like me to bring you back to your throne? Or can I help some other way?"
"That would be nice. We should probably let the kids play for a bit, though. They're doing no harm. If you carry me to a chair, I can make a nice meal for you and the humans, and that would make me very happy."
"Youre very selfless.. Its very admirable" She picks him up, starting to look around for a chair.
There is a small picnic area with tables and chairs and benches set up. He points to it with his emaciated arms.
"Ah, I just run differently. I'm repaying humanity for bringing me back... and caring for me when I needed them most. You're the selfless one here."
"Im... Just trying to help a friend." The places him on one of the chairs gently
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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)
She runs over quickly, offering a hand to help him up, immediately looking concerned "Zidan! What happened? Are you alright?"
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)
He takes her hand, but it seems that he's not able to pull himself up. "Some teenagers dragged me out of my throne to make fun of me. Broke my spine again. Most of them got bored and left. All in good fun, I guess." He mutters that last part. "My throne is just over there." He points behind a nearby building where a bunch of kids are playing on his floating chair. "Anyway, how are you today?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
There was exclusively seafood, but seafood is a wide-ranging category. Caviar, lobster, shrimp, mussels, crabs, sea urchins, and all kinds of fish were all found, prepared in various different ways.
Zidan is slumped in his throne, his mangled, mummified face shoved into the light. One of his workers is trying to help the corpse god sit back.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Im doing alright, but slightly tired... And concerned for you. Would you like me to bring you back to your throne? Or can I help some other way?"
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)
"I fell over. my spine is broken, so movement is difficult. It's funny, I'm a god now, but I can't move on my own anymore. That's what getting killed will do to ya."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That would be nice. We should probably let the kids play for a bit, though. They're doing no harm. If you carry me to a chair, I can make a nice meal for you and the humans, and that would make me very happy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"Youre very selfless.. Its very admirable" She picks him up, starting to look around for a chair.
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)
"Tell me, how many followers do you have? I have my own band, and they seem interested in joining you for a tour if you would like."
*Sure! Melos is now early for the Kilashi festival, instead of late for the Zidan festival.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
There is a small picnic area with tables and chairs and benches set up. He points to it with his emaciated arms.
"Ah, I just run differently. I'm repaying humanity for bringing me back... and caring for me when I needed them most. You're the selfless one here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yeah. It really is. Fortunately, many humans see me as the god of earthly things, like humanity itself, so they help me when I need it. Thank you, James." This last part is addressed to the human who helped him lean back in his chair again. The worker nods, then goes back to his lunch break.
"Anyway, do you have any questions, or are you content with small talk for now?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Okay. That's a nice citadel you have by the oasis. Not as big as my own, but I can send you some workers to help with that."
*Absolutely!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Im... Just trying to help a friend." The places him on one of the chairs gently
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)
"How many followers do you have? Numbers are important for construction."
*I would say Life or Decadence*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels