In the heart of the meadow, amidst a sea of wildflowers dancing with the gentle breeze, there stands a solitary figure, awe-inspiring in both stature and mystery. An imposing presence at a towering eight feet, this enigmatic being is clad in resplendent full plate armor, a testament to craftsmanship and artistry intertwined. The metallic surface is not merely a shield, but a canvas adorned with intricately engraved roses, their delicate petals etched into the cold steel, creating a stark yet mesmerizing contrast between strength and beauty. For years uncounted, this colossal figure has maintained a silent vigil, seated in stoic repose within the vibrant embrace of the meadow. The flowers, ever blooming and wilting in the natural rhythm of seasons, seem to pay homage to the imposing guardian that shares their sacred space. His armor, once gleaming and radiant, now bears the weathered patina of time, a testament to the enduring nature of both the protector and the field that cradles him. In one hand, he clutches a colossal great sword, a weapon of unimaginable proportions yet wielded with the grace of a seasoned warrior. The hilt itself, a masterpiece of craftsmanship, echoes the motif of the roses engraved on the armor, creating a seamless fusion of strength and elegance. It is a blade that has seen battles unspoken, standing as a silent witness to the passage of time.
*just a quick re-post*
*anyone interested?*
*sure, I got openings* (I might bring in some old characters, idk)
Abigail walks up to the statue curiously, looking at the bronze figure
There is a creak as the arms move and the eyeholes blaze with a silver light
She flinches back, "What the-
He looks around and then looks at Abigail. He then signs, "Where am I?"
"In... in a forest." She says, "Or meadow."
"Ah..." he looks around again. "I have been called back...I have no idea why.. Are you in need of a protector?"
She looks down for a moment, "Normally no... but j have recently lost my shield guardian"
"Life is beautiful. It enchants us to the point of obsession. But the truth is, it is worth less than the sum of its parts. They say that they care about you. That you're important. But no matter how tender, how exquisite, a lie will remain a lie."
An older woman stumbles into town, bleeding from her arm and stomach. A very young man in a white cloak helps her by holding onto her remaining arm and side. "My mother! Someone help her! She's hurt!"
A dimensional doorway opens with crackling blue lightning, through it, a young woman exits. She is... tall, to say the least. She is about 6'5 with short blonde hair cut into a bob, almond-colored skin that is dotted with freckles, and bright golden eyes that glitter with curiosity. She is dressed in a grey tanktop, a pair of light blue jeans that are connected to rainbow suspenders, a pair of black combat-like boots, and a flannel jacket tied around her waist. Following her, at her feet, is a robotic dog. It barks happily and begins to sniff the ground.
She looks around, whistling. "New tavern! Nice place!"
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
You hear a voice from behind. "I'm not a doctor, but I can help." The same dragonborn from earlier today is standing there with what looks like a box of parts.
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I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
You hear a voice from behind. "I'm not a doctor, but I can help." The same dragonborn from earlier today is standing there with what looks like a box of parts.
You hear a voice from behind. "I'm not a doctor, but I can help." The same dragonborn from earlier today is standing there with what looks like a box of parts.
'Hey there'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
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"i got more"
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
Bubbles turns around to see who said that.
``Hellooooooo- OH THANKS! I pride myself in my work HEHEHEHEHE!``
Lore, Lore, and More! That's what I'm about!
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'Course ya did! They're epic!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Well, they're epic!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
She looks down for a moment, "Normally no... but j have recently lost my shield guardian"
"absolutely! they now have some spicy noodles! don't say anything but i slipped in the recipe." her voice goes to a whisper
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
'Spicy noodles! Epic! How's ya life going?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*ill be back*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
Flint is curled up in a dumpster, stroking a raccoon
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Thɾąѵaχιs is flying around and sees Flint, descending to talk with him.
'Oh, hey there buddy!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Life is beautiful. It enchants us to the point of obsession. But the truth is, it is worth less than the sum of its parts. They say that they care about you. That you're important. But no matter how tender, how exquisite, a lie will remain a lie."
An older woman stumbles into town, bleeding from her arm and stomach. A very young man in a white cloak helps her by holding onto her remaining arm and side. "My mother! Someone help her! She's hurt!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm assuming she's an artificer?*
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
Flint rushes to help
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The young man looks terrified. "Please... a doctor, a cleric! She needs help!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Thɾąѵaχιs follows after flint, looking concerned.
You hear a voice from behind. "I'm not a doctor, but I can help." The same dragonborn from earlier today is standing there with what looks like a box of parts.
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
'I'm a healer. Not much of one, but I can try'
He places his hand upon her and gives 4 hp
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Sh-she's hurt, please..."
Her breathing steadies as the bleeding slows. "I... I'm not sure what you did, but... thank you...."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Hey there'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.