Mr. Black is out in the forest, setting up some sort of elaborate feast.
A bipedal bug creature is waling through the forest with a large bipedal hippo following after, waddling behind because of how big he is. The Bug-creature waves at Mr Black.
Mr. Black's gaze rakes over them. As spelljammers, they can recognize supernatural fear effects and predatory intent, and as such are probably not actually intimidated. However, Mr. Black looks back to what he was doing almost immediately after getting a good look.
While the Giff seems to back away, his eyes flicking about anxiously, his hand on his musket. However, the Thri-Kreen doesn't seem to be bothered, walking right up to him, and tapping him on the shoulder gently. (Can Mr Black be contacted by Telepathy?)
*Yes, but he can't communicate back without causing psychic pain to the target. Telepathically, he will be completely silent.* The aura dims as the Thri-Kreen approaches, but it doesn't go away.
He hears a raspy voice enter his head "Hello there." It says and bows its head "Me and My comrade saw you and wanted to say hello. We think we know you by reputation but we are uncertain." It said while petting a miniature space hamster in its lower set of arms. The Giff nodded and moved forward a bit "A rancher of sorts we believe my friend."
A faint buzzing noise fills the air It grows louder and closer until what appears to be a massive bug-like vessel floats right above the tavern. People can feel the vibration in the air as the wings of the vessel fold inwards and it lands a few yards away.
A hatch made from violet-tinted glass, fashioned to appear as the insect's eye, slowly opens and a massive bipedal hippo emerges. The hippo is adorned in a military-like uniform that appears gaudy to some. It carries a musket in one hand, two pistols in holsters around its waist, and a canister-like contraption holding three bombs on a sling around its shoulder. The hippo smokes a pipe, and smoke wafts out from its two nose holes as it looks around.
Following the hippo is a bipedal, insect-like creature. Its moss-colored green carapace is covered in deep scratches, and it wears a harness that holds two scimitars on its back. A belt around its waist holds a sheath with a dagger slipped inside. A small hamster-like being sits on the bug's shoulder, its grey and white fur wavering slightly as it devours a small dried fruit.
The bug waves its antenna around quietly, its compound eyes searching the area. It turns to the hippo, staring at it for a moment before the hippo nods and steps off the ship.
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Pavano and Sheela look up, amazed and too interested to move.
The hippo looks over and walks over. kinda waddling because of how big he is. "Hello there child and scaly one." He says, a Russian accent prominent. "I am Commander Brutus. Leader of the Lunar-Troops." He nods proudly and turns from the child to the bipedal bug "This is my comrade, Krich. He is a good bug-man. Best weapons maker I know."
Krich wavers his antenna quietly while extending his upper left hand to Pavano and Sheela. If they shake his hand, they hear a voice enter their mind. "Hello there. It is nice to meet you."
*I'm laughing so hard, Krich is a great bug-man*
They both uniformly nod as Commander Brutus speaks, and shake Krich's hand. They both seem shocked when he speaks in their minds.
Krich picks up the hampster on his shoulder and holds it out to them both "This is Poppers. He works the helm for us. He may not seem like much, but he knows math and navigation." Krich says with a waver of his antenna.
Pavano blinks and nods. "He's... a hamster."
Brutus chuckles deeply, his laugh seeming to be merry "It is quite different where we are from little one." He said and Krich nodded, petting the hamster with his lower arms.
Pavano makes a mental note to make sure Sheela doesn't try to catch Poppers. "Oh."
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
Pavo smiles, growing to like Poppers and the others.
Sheela munches on the dried fruit.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*I already have a battalion of Flying Fish Ships lead by a group of nomadic people with an Undead Human named Kai as their leader. And now a Mayfly ship with Krich, the Fighter Thri-Kreen as a Weapons-Master and Weapon-Smith, Commander Brutus, the Paladin Giff with the Oath of Devotion, and their Minature Space Hampster, Poppers.*
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
Pavo smiles, growing to like Poppers and the others.
Sheela munches on the dried fruit.
Poppers jump from the shoulder of Krich to the head of Sheela, offering another piece. Krich chitters again as Brutus straightens up. "Little one, do you know where we may refuel our supplies?"
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
Pavo smiles, growing to like Poppers and the others.
Sheela munches on the dried fruit.
Poppers jump from the shoulder of Krich to the head of Sheela, offering another piece. Krich chitters again as Brutus straightens up. "Little one, do you know where we may refuel our supplies?"
Sheela takes the other piece, very pleased to have Poppers on her head.
"Um... what kind of supplies?"
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Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
Pavo smiles, growing to like Poppers and the others.
Sheela munches on the dried fruit.
Poppers jump from the shoulder of Krich to the head of Sheela, offering another piece. Krich chitters again as Brutus straightens up. "Little one, do you know where we may refuel our supplies?"
Sheela takes the other piece, very pleased to have Poppers on her head.
"Um... what kind of supplies?"
Poppers uses his small paws the scritch the top of Sheela's head affectionately.
"Rations, Water kegs, Clothing, Gunpowder, Parchment, Ink, Bullets, and a new whetstone," Brutus said while pulling out a small sheet of parchment, and reading it off.
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
Pavo smiles, growing to like Poppers and the others.
Sheela munches on the dried fruit.
Poppers jump from the shoulder of Krich to the head of Sheela, offering another piece. Krich chitters again as Brutus straightens up. "Little one, do you know where we may refuel our supplies?"
Sheela takes the other piece, very pleased to have Poppers on her head.
"Um... what kind of supplies?"
Poppers uses his small paws the scritch the top of Sheela's head affectionately.
"Rations, Water kegs, Clothing, Gunpowder, Parchment, Ink, Bullets, and a new whetstone," Brutus said while pulling out a small sheet of parchment, and reading it off.
She growls, happy, and spins round slowly.
"Maybe in the city? I'm, um, not sure the Tavern would have all that stuff. They might have the rations though."
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Casually walking into the area of the group is a small stature of a person. They seem to be adorned with strange pain and resemble a clown?
Yes, a Space clown has found their way to this world.
Brutus looks over and snarls, raising his musket. "What are you doing here laughing creepy one!" he bellows. Krich tilts their head and whips out their scimitars.
Casually walking into the area of the group is a small stature of a person. They seem to be adorned with strange pain and resemble a clown?
Yes, a Space clown has found their way to this world.
Brutus looks over and snarls, raising his musket. "What are you doing here laughing creepy one!" he bellows. Krich tilts their head and whips out their scimitars.
Pavano is suddenly scared. "H-hey, d-do you really need to take out the w-weapons? Do you know who they a-are?"
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He hears a raspy voice enter his head "Hello there." It says and bows its head "Me and My comrade saw you and wanted to say hello. We think we know you by reputation but we are uncertain." It said while petting a miniature space hamster in its lower set of arms. The Giff nodded and moved forward a bit "A rancher of sorts we believe my friend."
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
Poppers hands a dried fruit that seems to glow slightly to Sheela from its little paws. Krich makes a chittering noise from its mandibles.
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
Sheela gently takes it with her mouth and eats it.
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Poppers runs back up Krich's carapace and sits on his shoulder, watching carefully. Brutus chuckles again "He is very nice. Good Hampster navigator." Brutus says.
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
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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
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Pavo smiles, growing to like Poppers and the others.
Sheela munches on the dried fruit.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*I already have a battalion of Flying Fish Ships lead by a group of nomadic people with an Undead Human named Kai as their leader. And now a Mayfly ship with Krich, the Fighter Thri-Kreen as a Weapons-Master and Weapon-Smith, Commander Brutus, the Paladin Giff with the Oath of Devotion, and their Minature Space Hampster, Poppers.*
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
Poppers jump from the shoulder of Krich to the head of Sheela, offering another piece. Krich chitters again as Brutus straightens up. "Little one, do you know where we may refuel our supplies?"
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
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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
Sheela takes the other piece, very pleased to have Poppers on her head.
"Um... what kind of supplies?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Poppers uses his small paws the scritch the top of Sheela's head affectionately.
"Rations, Water kegs, Clothing, Gunpowder, Parchment, Ink, Bullets, and a new whetstone," Brutus said while pulling out a small sheet of parchment, and reading it 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
*Here we go.*
Casually walking into the area of the group is a small stature of a person. They seem to be adorned with strange pain and resemble a clown?
Yes, a Space clown has found their way to this world.
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She growls, happy, and spins round slowly.
"Maybe in the city? I'm, um, not sure the Tavern would have all that stuff. They might have the rations though."
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Ambrosius watches from the forest.
Ophelia looks from inside the Tavern, out a window.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Brutus looks over and snarls, raising his musket. "What are you doing here laughing creepy one!" he bellows. Krich tilts their head and whips out their scimitars.
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
Pavano is suddenly scared. "H-hey, d-do you really need to take out the w-weapons? Do you know who they a-are?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.