"Family.. That sounds lovely. Creation is all I dream of... How did you get 'people'?"
“Well, they sort of followed me.” Kila laughs. “Which is why I think the gods call them the followers. I showed them how to use fire, because they were confused and lost, and they liked what they saw. So I showed them more and they showed me things!”
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"Family.. That sounds lovely. Creation is all I dream of... How did you get 'people'?"
“Well, they sort of followed me.” Kila laughs. “Which is why I think the gods call them the followers. I showed them how to use fire, because they were confused and lost, and they liked what they saw. So I showed them more and they showed me things!”
"Huh... So you attracted them... Like beautiful moths to the flame!"
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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 Characters (Outdated)
"Family.. That sounds lovely. Creation is all I dream of... How did you get 'people'?"
“Well, they sort of followed me.” Kila laughs. “Which is why I think the gods call them the followers. I showed them how to use fire, because they were confused and lost, and they liked what they saw. So I showed them more and they showed me things!”
"Huh... So you attracted them... Like beautiful moths to the flame!"
“That sounds beautiful! What is a moth?”
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"Ah, god of fire." The shadowy god turns around. "How nice to see you again. I didn't get a good look at you last time. Thank you for freeing me from that canvas."
Kila’s smile falters a bit. “I’m… glad I could help. What was that you showed me?”
"You saw what I see. What many of your people see. I am the 'god,' so to speak, of nightmares. I work in darkness and fear, and when you killed Koszmar, people realized that those things were in you. And you did too."
“I… can’t be darkness. Fire cannot survive when smothered with darkness.”
"Fire casts shadows of the deepest kind. My domain is proof of that. I see the shadows dance in joyous revelry. I see the space between the stars weep in the cold. There is a darkness in you, and you know as well as I do."
“What darkness? There.. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He looks scared. “What do you mean? The stars.. they won’t weep. They have so much to be happy about. So much life. So much beauty. Why would they be cold when we all shine as bright as we can?”
"You mishear me. The stars sing and dance... with no care for the dark between them. You must look at the darkness inside yourself. Pain grows in isolation, and eventually, it won't settle to feed on only you. You must face your failures, or be overcome by them."
He steps forward into the woods, just outside of Kila's domain, and puts his hand on a tree.
"... You are hiding from what you don't understand. You are hiding from fear. You are hiding from the very thing that you can never hide from: yourself."
"Family.. That sounds lovely. Creation is all I dream of... How did you get 'people'?"
“Well, they sort of followed me.” Kila laughs. “Which is why I think the gods call them the followers. I showed them how to use fire, because they were confused and lost, and they liked what they saw. So I showed them more and they showed me things!”
"Huh... So you attracted them... Like beautiful moths to the flame!"
“That sounds beautiful! What is a moth?”
She creates a swirl of moths around her hand "These!"
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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)
Ivis adds some of his feathers, which start crackling with electricity.
Kila thinks for a moment, then cuts off one of his braids. He forms a little mane for the creature with it. Then he takes some sand, sprinkling it along its back.
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"You mishear me. The stars sing and dance... with no care for the dark between them. You must look at the darkness inside yourself. Pain grows in isolation, and eventually, it won't settle to feed on only you. You must face your failures, or be overcome by them."
He steps forward into the woods, just outside of Kila's domain, and puts his hand on a tree.
"... You are hiding from what you don't understand. You are hiding from fear. You are hiding from the very thing that you can never hide from: yourself."
The temperature rises. “Failures? What failures? I am not in isolation. There are.. there are those I care about. Those that care about me.”
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She creates a swirl of moths around her hand "These!"
Kila gasps and reaches out to hold one. His hands glow with a soft, warm light.
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“You’re right. Do you want to live at my mountain?”
Haran considers. "Thank you for the offer! But I think I want to travel this world, see everything there is to see - but I'll definitely be coming here for regular visits!"
She creates a swirl of moths around her hand "These!"
Kila gasps and reaches out to hold one. His hands glow with a soft, warm light.
They begin to fly towards the light "These little ones are like nocturnal butterflies! They love going towards light"
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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)
Ivis adds some of his feathers, which start crackling with electricity.
Kila thinks for a moment, then cuts off one of his braids. He forms a little mane for the creature with it. Then he takes some sand, sprinkling it along its back.
Ivis takes a nearby rock and turns it into fangs, adding them to where there mouth would be.
“You’re right. Do you want to live at my mountain?”
Haran considers. "Thank you for the offer! But I think I want to travel this world, see everything there is to see - but I'll definitely be coming here for regular visits!"
"You mishear me. The stars sing and dance... with no care for the dark between them. You must look at the darkness inside yourself. Pain grows in isolation, and eventually, it won't settle to feed on only you. You must face your failures, or be overcome by them."
He steps forward into the woods, just outside of Kila's domain, and puts his hand on a tree.
"... You are hiding from what you don't understand. You are hiding from fear. You are hiding from the very thing that you can never hide from: yourself."
The temperature rises. “Failures? What failures? I am not in isolation. There are.. there are those I care about. Those that care about me.”
"Your rage. It is a failure of the deepest kind. A failure of self-control. You must learn to control it, or it will devour you and your friends. If you refuse to face it, refuse to face how little control you actually have over this mad world, and keep pretending that you are perfect, you are certain to see my vision again... and this time, it will be more than paint."
The puppet suit begins to reform around Okropnosc.
"Your rage. It is a failure of the deepest kind. A failure of self-control. You must learn to control it, or it will devour you and your friends. If you refuse to face it, refuse to face how little control you actually have over this mad world, and keep pretending that you are perfect, you are certain to see my vision again... and this time, it will be more than paint."
The puppet suit begins to reform around Okropnosc.
Haran frowns. "That..... Really doesn't seem nice. You guys doing okay over there?"
“You’re right. Do you want to live at my mountain?”
Haran considers. "Thank you for the offer! But I think I want to travel this world, see everything there is to see - but I'll definitely be coming here for regular visits!"
"Your rage. It is a failure of the deepest kind. A failure of self-control. You must learn to control it, or it will devour you and your friends. If you refuse to face it, refuse to face how little control you actually have over this mad world, and keep pretending that you are perfect, you are certain to see my vision again... and this time, it will be more than paint."
The puppet suit begins to reform around Okropnosc.
Haran frowns. "That..... Really doesn't seem nice. You guys doing okay over there?"
"The truth is rarely pleasant. I would rather he get angry at me now than let his rage loose on his own people or fellow gods in the future."
“You’re right. Do you want to live at my mountain?”
Haran considers. "Thank you for the offer! But I think I want to travel this world, see everything there is to see - but I'll definitely be coming here for regular visits!"
“alright! You are always welcome here!”
"Hell yeah mate!"
Ivis takes a feather from his wings and crushes it in his hand. When he opens his hand, a colorful hummingbird flies out. Several more appear from his hand. They fly around Haran.
“Well, they sort of followed me.” Kila laughs. “Which is why I think the gods call them the followers. I showed them how to use fire, because they were confused and lost, and they liked what they saw. So I showed them more and they showed me things!”
— 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
"Huh... So you attracted them... Like beautiful moths to the flame!"
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)
“That sounds beautiful! What is a moth?”
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Ivis adds some of his feathers, which start crackling with electricity.
"You mishear me. The stars sing and dance... with no care for the dark between them. You must look at the darkness inside yourself. Pain grows in isolation, and eventually, it won't settle to feed on only you. You must face your failures, or be overcome by them."
He steps forward into the woods, just outside of Kila's domain, and puts his hand on a tree.
"... You are hiding from what you don't understand. You are hiding from fear. You are hiding from the very thing that you can never hide from: yourself."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She creates a swirl of moths around her hand "These!"
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)
Kila thinks for a moment, then cuts off one of his braids. He forms a little mane for the creature with it. Then he takes some sand, sprinkling it along its back.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The temperature rises. “Failures? What failures? I am not in isolation. There are.. there are those I care about. Those that care about me.”
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Kila gasps and reaches out to hold one. His hands glow with a soft, warm light.
— 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 considers. "Thank you for the offer! But I think I want to travel this world, see everything there is to see - but I'll definitely be coming here for regular visits!"
Chilling kinda vibe.
They begin to fly towards the light "These little ones are like nocturnal butterflies! They love going towards light"
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)
Ivis takes a nearby rock and turns it into fangs, adding them to where there mouth would be.
“alright! You are always welcome here!”
"Your rage. It is a failure of the deepest kind. A failure of self-control. You must learn to control it, or it will devour you and your friends. If you refuse to face it, refuse to face how little control you actually have over this mad world, and keep pretending that you are perfect, you are certain to see my vision again... and this time, it will be more than paint."
The puppet suit begins to reform around Okropnosc.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Haran frowns. "That..... Really doesn't seem nice. You guys doing okay over there?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Hell yeah mate!"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"The truth is rarely pleasant. I would rather he get angry at me now than let his rage loose on his own people or fellow gods in the future."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ivis takes a feather from his wings and crushes it in his hand. When he opens his hand, a colorful hummingbird flies out. Several more appear from his hand. They fly around Haran.
”A Bird to symbolize our friendship.”
"Buttoning up feelings and holding back generally just causes more problems in the long run. Sometimes getting angry is the right response."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Indeed. If I must take the brunt of it, then so be it. Better to vent rage at one who can handle it than one who can not."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels