Meanwhile, Gorath is preparing his followers for war, teaching them how to use a weapon, and how to overthrow gods…
Fælin is in their tower, starting to have a crisis, “nothing is going to change when I die, I’m just an insignificant ant in the grand scheme of the universe. I could die right now, and nothing would be different to if I died tomorrow, it’s not like my friends really care about me…” They think to themselves…
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Zeem’s face darkens slightly, their stormy grey eyes flashing with multicoloured lightning, and their mouth starts to form a frown. “Why shouldn’t I?” Their voice takes a slight edge.
“Because I have things I would like to keep to myself. Don’t you?”
“Nothing personal that I keep.”
“Strange… what’s your name?”
“Xeem’fwel’che, God of Arcana, Lord of the Tempest, Wielder of Knowledge.”
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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
Meanwhile, Gorath is preparing his followers for war, teaching them how to use a weapon, and how to overthrow gods…
Fælin is in their tower, starting to have a crisis, “nothing is going to change when I die, I’m just an insignificant ant in the grand scheme of the universe. I could die right now, and nothing would be different to if I died tomorrow, it’s not like my friends really care about me…” They think to themselves…
Zeem teleports up to Fælin. “Everything alright?”
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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
Zeem’s face darkens slightly, their stormy grey eyes flashing with multicoloured lightning, and their mouth starts to form a frown. “Why shouldn’t I?” Their voice takes a slight edge.
“Because I have things I would like to keep to myself. Don’t you?”
“Nothing personal that I keep.”
“Strange… what’s your name?”
“Xeem’fwel’che, God of Arcana, Lord of the Tempest, Wielder of Knowledge.”
“Knowledge? Do you know everything?”
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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.
Meanwhile, Gorath is preparing his followers for war, teaching them how to use a weapon, and how to overthrow gods…
Fælin is in their tower, starting to have a crisis, “nothing is going to change when I die, I’m just an insignificant ant in the grand scheme of the universe. I could die right now, and nothing would be different to if I died tomorrow, it’s not like my friends really care about me…” They think to themselves…
Zeem teleports up to Fælin. “Everything alright?”
“No, nothing is…”
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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.
Meanwhile, Gorath is preparing his followers for war, teaching them how to use a weapon, and how to overthrow gods…
Fælin is in their tower, starting to have a crisis, “nothing is going to change when I die, I’m just an insignificant ant in the grand scheme of the universe. I could die right now, and nothing would be different to if I died tomorrow, it’s not like my friends really care about me…” They think to themselves…
Zeem teleports up to Fælin. “Everything alright?”
“No, nothing is…”
“What’s wrong?”
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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
Today, the sky is dark and stormy, with powerful lightning flashing across the sky, the could wind blows strongly, making it almost freezing. The wasteland looks grey and almost like rock. All the water in the world is a dark black colour. All of this makes the world look dead and cold.
After a day and night of training his army, Gorath is finally able to set his plan into action. He prepares his army of 89 people to cross the wasteland on horseback, and go to Fælin’s land. The end is near, soon, he will kill the one he once called god…
Meanwhile, Fælin is in their tower, as they have been for the past week. They’re panicking, pacing back and forth around the room, and trying to find a way to stop Gorath, and avoid their fate… “I need more then a wall to protect me, but what could I do?…” They think to themselves…
As this is happening, The Wanderer watches Fælin from the wasteland, “Perhaps I could help them?…”
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Nearby, Adara is building up wall segments to eventually make a few houses, but only gets enough done to make a sixth of a house.
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"Making a few houses for my followers. If you could help that's by great, I'm Adara nice to meet you." They say
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Chapter 6: the preparation…
Meanwhile, Gorath is preparing his followers for war, teaching them how to use a weapon, and how to overthrow gods…
Fælin is in their tower, starting to have a crisis, “nothing is going to change when I die, I’m just an insignificant ant in the grand scheme of the universe. I could die right now, and nothing would be different to if I died tomorrow, it’s not like my friends really care about me…” They think to themselves…
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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“Xeem’fwel’che, God of Arcana, Lord of the Tempest, Wielder of Knowledge.”
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)
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Zeem teleports up to Fælin. “Everything alright?”
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)
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“Knowledge? Do you know everything?”
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“No, nothing is…”
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*where did everyone go?*
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(Idk)
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She/They pronouns
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*hmm…*
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(Also, wanna find some way to intro Adara and Faelin, maybe they both a common enemy in Gorath and take up arms together idk)
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She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*wait is Faelin your character? Fælin is the name of my character?*
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(No, Adara is mine, I'm aware Faelin is yours. I'm suggesting they meet as they haven't met eachother yet,)
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She/They pronouns
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*hiii could someone give me a recap of anything important thats going on?*
“What’s wrong?”
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)
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“It is quite possible, but no-one can know for sure.”
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)
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*sorry I didn’t post, the internet stopped working.*
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Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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(No prob)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Chapter 7: The death of Fælin…
Today, the sky is dark and stormy, with powerful lightning flashing across the sky, the could wind blows strongly, making it almost freezing. The wasteland looks grey and almost like rock. All the water in the world is a dark black colour. All of this makes the world look dead and cold.
After a day and night of training his army, Gorath is finally able to set his plan into action. He prepares his army of 89 people to cross the wasteland on horseback, and go to Fælin’s land. The end is near, soon, he will kill the one he once called god…
Meanwhile, Fælin is in their tower, as they have been for the past week. They’re panicking, pacing back and forth around the room, and trying to find a way to stop Gorath, and avoid their fate… “I need more then a wall to protect me, but what could I do?…” They think to themselves…
As this is happening, The Wanderer watches Fælin from the wasteland, “Perhaps I could help them?…”
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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