Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Xeem’fwel’che appears aside them, walking along with them.
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Koszmar walks behind her, dragging his scythe along the ground, causing scarabs, snakes, and scorpions to burst forth from the sand.
*Hey, we can go with a three-way interaction here! Cool!*
*yay! first one so far i think!*
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Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Xeem’fwel’che appears aside them, walking along with them.
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Koszmar walks behind her, dragging his scythe along the ground, causing scarabs, snakes, and scorpions to burst forth from the sand.
*Hey, we can go with a three-way interaction here! Cool!*
Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Xeem’fwel’che appears aside them, walking along with them.
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Koszmar walks behind her, dragging his scythe along the ground, causing scarabs, snakes, and scorpions to burst forth from the sand.
*Hey, we can go with a three-way interaction here! Cool!*
Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
Xeem’fwel’che keeps up with them, their boots glowing.
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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
"You've made a wonderful creature, Xeem’fwel’che, but what do you plan to do with it?"
“It is only here to be here, same as the humans. It has been with me for many years, I did not create it.”
"Interesting. So it is a companion?"
“Yes, and a very kind one. I call them my partner.”
"Is it immortal, like you?"
“Yes, but they have not as powerful abilities.”
"I should assume so. I wouldn't want my companion to be immortal. Death is such a terrible thing to deny a creature that I view it as a terrible burden to live on forever."
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Xeem’fwel’che appears aside them, walking along with them.
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Koszmar walks behind her, dragging his scythe along the ground, causing scarabs, snakes, and scorpions to burst forth from the sand.
*Hey, we can go with a three-way interaction here! Cool!*
Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
Xeem’fwel’che keeps up with them, their boots glowing.
"Hey! Not fair God of Arcane!!" She pouts and tries harder.
"You've made a wonderful creature, Xeem’fwel’che, but what do you plan to do with it?"
“It is only here to be here, same as the humans. It has been with me for many years, I did not create it.”
"Interesting. So it is a companion?"
“Yes, and a very kind one. I call them my partner.”
"Is it immortal, like you?"
“Yes, but they have not as powerful abilities.”
"I should assume so. I wouldn't want my companion to be immortal. Death is such a terrible thing to deny a creature that I view it as a terrible burden to live on forever."
“They can choose to move on whenever they wish.”
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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
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Axan notices her as that is where he resides he does not approach her simply continues examining his domain
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Xeem’fwel’che appears aside them, walking along with them.
Morgana is taking a walk towards the desert plains of the outside of the Oasis, her baby elk companions following close behind. She doesn't seem to notice or care for their bleating as they signal for her to go back.
Koszmar walks behind her, dragging his scythe along the ground, causing scarabs, snakes, and scorpions to burst forth from the sand.
*Hey, we can go with a three-way interaction here! Cool!*
Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
Xeem’fwel’che keeps up with them, their boots glowing.
"Hey! Not fair God of Arcane!!" She pouts and tries harder.
They grin and say “I’m not as fast as you, I’ve got to keep up in whatever way I can!” They start slowly falling behind.
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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)
waitin on ya, ella
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*hii*
"Is it immortal, like you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Xeem’fwel’che walks over to him, wearing a shiny helm.
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)
waitin on ya, ella
*Hey, it's the GM!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Yes, but they have not as powerful abilities.”
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)
waitin on ya, ella
*hey Archfey! do I have followers?*
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)
waitin on ya, ella
*it is!*
*yay! first one so far i think!*
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)
waitin on ya, ella
Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Xeem’fwel’che keeps up with them, their boots glowing.
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)
waitin on ya, ella
"I should assume so. I wouldn't want my companion to be immortal. Death is such a terrible thing to deny a creature that I view it as a terrible burden to live on forever."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*gtg sorry*
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)
waitin on ya, ella
*FALSE ALARM*
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)
waitin on ya, ella
Koszmar stares for a moment, then looks at his bare feet. He stops to think.
He then summons a chariot made of black wood pulled by pale horses. He climbs on and rushes after the two.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hey! Not fair God of Arcane!!" She pouts and tries harder.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“They can choose to move on whenever they wish.”
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)
waitin on ya, ella
*Awww see ya dude!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Axan notices her as that is where he resides he does not approach her simply continues examining his domain
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Thomas the train
Our Friend Bob
That is my oh so glorious nickname according to drummer
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/173323-barbarian-wars
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She huffs and climbs on the back of one of her stags, grinning. "Onwards lovely!" She says as it takes off.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
They grin and say “I’m not as fast as you, I’ve got to keep up in whatever way I can!” They start slowly falling behind.
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)
waitin on ya, ella