As the being slowly descends to the ground, the man takes note that his eyes cannot seem to fully take in what he is looking at. In fact, looking at it is rather unpleasant, as doing so feels very unnatural.
The man looks at them closer. "You alright?"
Again, he can not fully understand what he is looking at. It turns to him and rapidly phases around in front of him before floating close in front of him, its many eyes looking him over.
"A mortal resides in this plane? How interesting..."
As the being slowly descends to the ground, the man takes note that his eyes cannot seem to fully take in what he is looking at. In fact, looking at it is rather unpleasant, as doing so feels very unnatural.
The man looks at them closer. "You alright?"
Again, he can not fully understand what he is looking at. It turns to him and rapidly phases around in front of him before floating close in front of him, its many eyes looking him over.
"A mortal resides in this plane? How interesting..."
The guys goes upside down on the tree branch, somehow still holding on with just his feet. "Bit too close there dude."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ozzy has locked himself in his workshop, to the point nobody has seen him in days
Shrinekeeper is cleaning their shrine alone, the large building seeming like quite the task
Dimitri is in his office, looking at the stack of reports on his desk of different people dissapearing or found dead in alleys
David has come into town from Port, freaking out a few of the locals with his odd garb
Siven is enjoying a sandwhich in a restaurant
Large swaths of people have been coming into town recently, refugees from cerem it seems
Kayla’s getting a little worried, so she knocks on Ozzy’s workshop door.
*I’ll be on and off the next few hours, but if Ozzy answers I’ll reply when I can.*
It takes a bit for the door to open, but a very pale ozzy opens the door, looking at her with dulled eyes, "oh... hi."
Kayla does a double take. “You look exhausted! Can I do anything to help?”
He looks back on whatever he was working on then nods, "Actually, I do need your help." He says, pulling her inside
“Sure. Let me take a look.” Kayla checks out whatever it is Ozzy wants to show her.
Ozzy brings her over to a table with an odd bronze heart on it, the casing opened up to reveal a complicated filter mechanism
“What is this?” Kayla asks.
"I've been working in it for a while nkw. This is my solution!" He says with a wide grin, almost manic seeming with his dulled eyes, "Its a filtration pump system."
Ozzy has locked himself in his workshop, to the point nobody has seen him in days
Shrinekeeper is cleaning their shrine alone, the large building seeming like quite the task
Dimitri is in his office, looking at the stack of reports on his desk of different people dissapearing or found dead in alleys
David has come into town from Port, freaking out a few of the locals with his odd garb
Siven is enjoying a sandwhich in a restaurant
Large swaths of people have been coming into town recently, refugees from cerem it seems
Kayla’s getting a little worried, so she knocks on Ozzy’s workshop door.
*I’ll be on and off the next few hours, but if Ozzy answers I’ll reply when I can.*
It takes a bit for the door to open, but a very pale ozzy opens the door, looking at her with dulled eyes, "oh... hi."
Kayla does a double take. “You look exhausted! Can I do anything to help?”
He looks back on whatever he was working on then nods, "Actually, I do need your help." He says, pulling her inside
“Sure. Let me take a look.” Kayla checks out whatever it is Ozzy wants to show her.
Ozzy brings her over to a table with an odd bronze heart on it, the casing opened up to reveal a complicated filter mechanism
“What is this?” Kayla asks.
"I've been working in it for a while nkw. This is my solution!" He says with a wide grin, almost manic seeming with his dulled eyes, "Its a filtration pump system."
“Fascinating!” Kayla takes a closer look. “Is this like an artificial heart?”
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
'Makes sense. Though I don't think you'll find them any time soon, I haven't seen them'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Mr. Black is out in the forest, cooking over a campfire.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Again, he can not fully understand what he is looking at. It turns to him and rapidly phases around in front of him before floating close in front of him, its many eyes looking him over.
"A mortal resides in this plane? How interesting..."
Ozzy brings her over to a table with an odd bronze heart on it, the casing opened up to reveal a complicated filter mechanism
The guys goes upside down on the tree branch, somehow still holding on with just his feet. "Bit too close there dude."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*alright! Have a good dinner drummer!*
“What is this?” Kayla asks.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Dude"? You dare refer to me in such common terms?"
"Thanks you"
psychopath ^-^
He shrugs. "Was it offensive?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*image no show :(* *roll a d20*
"Offensive? As if I have the need to be offended."
*bruh...*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I've been working in it for a while nkw. This is my solution!" He says with a wide grin, almost manic seeming with his dulled eyes, "Its a filtration pump system."
He can feel a prickling within his mind.
*can I get your characters name?*
*for now just refer to him as Spider-man. Imma keep his identity secret for now.*
He drops down from the tree. "Woah dude, dont probe my mind!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Fascinating!” Kayla takes a closer look. “Is this like an artificial heart?”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Bah, as if there's anything in there probe through. What kind of name is "Spider-Man?"
"Its called a coverup name!" he says, quickly shooting some webs at the thing. *Make a str save*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
It simply dodges them by allowing them to phase through it
It glares disapprovingly at your show of hostility
"Uh oh." the yes of his mask go a bit wider as he chuckles nervously
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.