Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
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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.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
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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.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
Fire/tear eye mask: Seems you wish to be reborn in a younger body. Seems we share a similar goal.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
*The god of death. He was mostly neutral and was interested in progress and decadence. He gave the mortals many gifts, and believed that life was needed to understand death and that death was important for life to continue. He wanted the mortals to have fun, happy lives and afterlives. But Kila disagreed with Kioszmar's beliefs surrounding what mortals should have and how death should function.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
Fire/tear eye mask: Seems you wish to be reborn in a younger body. Seems we share a similar goal.
"I could... craft you a body, if you wished? Would you let me take this skin if I did?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
*The god of death. He was mostly neutral and was interested in progress and decadence. He gave the mortals many gifts, and believed that life was needed to understand death and that death was important for life to continue. He wanted the mortals to have fun, happy lives and afterlives. But Kila disagreed with Kioszmar's beliefs surrounding what mortals should have and how death should function.*
*Wait, Why did Kila disagree with mortals having happy lives and afterlives!*
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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.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
*The god of death. He was mostly neutral and was interested in progress and decadence. He gave the mortals many gifts, and believed that life was needed to understand death and that death was important for life to continue. He wanted the mortals to have fun, happy lives and afterlives. But Kila disagreed with Kioszmar's beliefs surrounding what mortals should have and how death should function.*
*Wait, Why did Kila disagree with mortals having happy lives and afterlives!*
*It was more that he wanted the afterlife to himself, and disagreed with having people creating indulgences and developing societally.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
*The god of death. He was mostly neutral and was interested in progress and decadence. He gave the mortals many gifts, and believed that life was needed to understand death and that death was important for life to continue. He wanted the mortals to have fun, happy lives and afterlives. But Kila disagreed with Kioszmar's beliefs surrounding what mortals should have and how death should function.*
*Wait, Why did Kila disagree with mortals having happy lives and afterlives!*
*It was more that he wanted the afterlife to himself, and disagreed with having people creating indulgences and developing societally.*
*Oh, I’m still a bit confused but I think asking more questions is just going to bring up more questions. Thanks anyway!*
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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.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
*The god of death. He was mostly neutral and was interested in progress and decadence. He gave the mortals many gifts, and believed that life was needed to understand death and that death was important for life to continue. He wanted the mortals to have fun, happy lives and afterlives. But Kila disagreed with Kioszmar's beliefs surrounding what mortals should have and how death should function.*
*Wait, Why did Kila disagree with mortals having happy lives and afterlives!*
*It was more that he wanted the afterlife to himself, and disagreed with having people creating indulgences and developing societally.*
*Oh, I’m still a bit confused but I think asking more questions is just going to bring up more questions. Thanks anyway!*
*You're welcome!*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
Fire/tear eye mask: Seems you wish to be reborn in a younger body. Seems we share a similar goal.
"I could... craft you a body, if you wished? Would you let me take this skin if I did?"
*they already have a body, just no head.*
Old man mask (looking at the new (as in just made) moon): No. We can craft a new god of death with it.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
Fire/tear eye mask: Seems you wish to be reborn in a younger body. Seems we share a similar goal.
"I could... craft you a body, if you wished? Would you let me take this skin if I did?"
*they already have a body, just no head.*
Old man mask (looking at the new (as in just made) moon): No. We can craft a new god of death with it.
“Make them kind, this time.” Fiabrath says.
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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.
Zarlok stares, waiting for his chance to grab the singed skin of Koszmar. This is his chance.
The mask with horns and a halo watches him.
The crooked little man sprints over, an agonizing process for such a being, and scoops up the skin, dragging it away with incredible strength. He looks around, but doesn't notice the mask looking at him due to his very poor vision.
Four steps away in front of him. The halo/horn masks moves to the front of the body. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The broken little mortal jumps and shivers in fear.
"Please. He gave me this chance to fix myself. He-he knew this would happen, I'm sure of it! He has blessed me before, and so he has done again!"
Fire/tear eye mask: And how did he bless you before?
"He gave me this coin!" He holds up a little silver sixpence, crooked and bent and dirty. "It helps me walk and lets me harness the strength of those before me through my craft! I have made weapons that can cut through beasts of all sizes and strengths! I have made plows that embolden the oxen so that they can keep going happily for an entire extra hour! I just need a piece, please!"
Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
Fire/tear eye mask: Seems you wish to be reborn in a younger body. Seems we share a similar goal.
"I could... craft you a body, if you wished? Would you let me take this skin if I did?"
*they already have a body, just no head.*
Old man mask (looking at the new (as in just made) moon): No. We can craft a new god of death with it.
"I could be the god of death! Just let me take the skin, I implore you! I just need a piece!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Can anyone explain to me what lead to all that stuff? I have no clue what happened.*
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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Old man mask: What would this piece give you?
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Kila talked down to Koszmar for having alcohol and for taking the souls of Kila's people down to the afterlife when they died, so he blighted Koszmar's crops (Koszmar is also the god of harvest). After a heated argument, Koszmar "apologized" to Kila and struck a deal: Koszmar's domain would have no fire, and Kila's would have no death.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It would fix me! Make me new! I would be able to see and walk and stand all on my own while I wore it! I would be a real human, instead of the lump you see before you!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh, but exactly what happened after to start all this?*
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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*Kila tried to sacrifice a zebra, but it wouldn't die. He realized what the deal entailed and was enraged. He then killed Koszmar.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh, thanks! I never actually RPed with Koszmar, who were they?”
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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Fire/tear eye mask: Seems you wish to be reborn in a younger body. Seems we share a similar goal.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*The god of death. He was mostly neutral and was interested in progress and decadence. He gave the mortals many gifts, and believed that life was needed to understand death and that death was important for life to continue. He wanted the mortals to have fun, happy lives and afterlives. But Kila disagreed with Kioszmar's beliefs surrounding what mortals should have and how death should function.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I could... craft you a body, if you wished? Would you let me take this skin if I did?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Wait, Why did Kila disagree with mortals having happy lives and afterlives!*
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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*It was more that he wanted the afterlife to himself, and disagreed with having people creating indulgences and developing societally.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh, I’m still a bit confused but I think asking more questions is just going to bring up more questions. Thanks anyway!*
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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*You're welcome!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Anyone wanna RP?*
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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*they already have a body, just no head.*
Old man mask (looking at the new (as in just made) moon): No. We can craft a new god of death with it.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Make them kind, this time.” Fiabrath says.
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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"I could be the god of death! Just let me take the skin, I implore you! I just need a piece!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I am the greatest mortal craftsman in existence! I'm sure with my coin I could craft a better god!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“A psycopomp, perhaps?”
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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