Lore appears, apparently taking a jog before. "Hey Theren." She smiles and eyes Echo "Who is this?"
*oh lord*
"Hey Lore. This is my friend. echo."
Lore smiles "Hey there, My name is Lore. Pleasure to meet you." She says. She kisses Theren before chuckling "I'm gonna head to the lake to wash the dogs. Be right back."
"We can all play make-believe, we just don't all believe in what we make up. You seem to lack that awareness. I don't think I'll even fight you. Hurting mentally disabled people is immoral, but you wouldn't know that, would you?"
"I suppose not. Hurting people discriminately shows that you are a bad enough. Hurting people indiscriminately is much better." She said.
"Fair. I shouldn't discriminate either, by that logic."
Suddenly, he lunges. He moves at a speed that makes him nigh-impossible to hit (all attacks against him have disadvantage(Foresight+Tenser's Transformation + various other buffs)).
Attack: 30 Damage: 32 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Attack: 34 Damage: 38 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Whether they hit or not, she takes 5 necrotic damage.
These attacks ignore immunity and resistance to both damage and conditions.
Lore appears, apparently taking a jog before. "Hey Theren." She smiles and eyes Echo "Who is this?"
*oh lord*
"Hey Lore. This is my friend. echo."
Lore smiles "Hey there, My name is Lore. Pleasure to meet you." She says. She kisses Theren before chuckling "I'm gonna head to the lake to wash the dogs. Be right back."
He nods. "ok."
*Pm?*
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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.
*Also Baal, Im thinking about bringing back someone that your characters are known to hate >:]*
*Yuri?*
Within the forests that are taking to the winter season, a humming is heard. It sounds like a haunting melody that echoes through the trees. A woman sitting on the back of a black horse, riding through the leafless woodland.
Her long black hair, the color of raven feathers, cascades down her back, and her skin is as white as freshly fallen snow. Her eyes are the color of bright green leaves, and they seem to sparkle in the dim light of the forest.
The horse she rides is a sight to behold. Its eyes are unnaturally black, almost beady, and its hooves leave a trail of frost wherever it steps. It holds a lantern between its teeth, lighting the way.
The woman is dressed in a long black dress that flows around her like a river. A woven golden belt cinches her waist, and a fur coat made from wolf hide drapes over her shoulders. Her feet are adorned with dainty slippers that seem out of place in the forest.
As you look closer, you notice that a band of frost-covered thorns adorns her head and wrists. Her lips and eyes are painted with smoky black makeup, giving her an otherworldly appearance. She sits atop the horse with an air of regal grace.
The Fairy Queen of Seasons, Yuri.
*oooooo, I've got a few different things I can do for this >:]. Yuri is sorta like a druid if I remember correctly, right?*
*Yep!*
In response to the echoing melody that signals Yuri's arrival, deep within the forest something screeches, something inky she can hear for now
Her elven ears twitch as she smiles brightly. "I know you're there."
The screech dies down shortly after, though she gets an odd feeling from the local critters
She looks around and waves her hand. A staff made from dark wood forms in her hand. "You can come out now."
*I'm guessing she means zenith and not whatever she sensed jn the forest?*
*Nope. Whatever is in the forest.*
*hmmmm,*
Whatever is in there, it is deeeeeeep (like a good couple hundred feet at the least) in the forest. Though, something else answers her call. One could call it a bear, if they had only seen bears that were born in chernobyl
"Oh dear, you poor lovely thing." She walks over to the bear, petting it "it is alright."
The bear growls slightly, whatever it is affected by having made it more aggressive it seems, though it doesn't attack as it's pet. Sharp spines of bone jut out of its skin, thin streams of blood dripping from the punctures
"We can all play make-believe, we just don't all believe in what we make up. You seem to lack that awareness. I don't think I'll even fight you. Hurting mentally disabled people is immoral, but you wouldn't know that, would you?"
"I suppose not. Hurting people discriminately shows that you are a bad enough. Hurting people indiscriminately is much better." She said.
"Fair. I shouldn't discriminate either, by that logic."
Suddenly, he lunges. He moves at a speed that makes him nigh-impossible to hit (all attacks against him have disadvantage(Foresight+Tenser's Transformation + various other buffs)).
Attack: 30 Damage: 32 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Attack: 34 Damage: 38 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Whether they hit or not, she takes 5 necrotic damage.
These attacks ignore immunity and resistance to both damage and conditions.
She is hit twice as she sighs and looks at the wounds. She casts Heal on herself (Gain 70 HP) then smiles "Like I said, I am tired. I will deal with you later." She walks over to the tree. It opens up as she waves "Ta-Ta." She enters the tree. (Love Tree Stride, allows teleportation between trees.)
*Also Baal, Im thinking about bringing back someone that your characters are known to hate >:]*
*Yuri?*
Within the forests that are taking to the winter season, a humming is heard. It sounds like a haunting melody that echoes through the trees. A woman sitting on the back of a black horse, riding through the leafless woodland.
Her long black hair, the color of raven feathers, cascades down her back, and her skin is as white as freshly fallen snow. Her eyes are the color of bright green leaves, and they seem to sparkle in the dim light of the forest.
The horse she rides is a sight to behold. Its eyes are unnaturally black, almost beady, and its hooves leave a trail of frost wherever it steps. It holds a lantern between its teeth, lighting the way.
The woman is dressed in a long black dress that flows around her like a river. A woven golden belt cinches her waist, and a fur coat made from wolf hide drapes over her shoulders. Her feet are adorned with dainty slippers that seem out of place in the forest.
As you look closer, you notice that a band of frost-covered thorns adorns her head and wrists. Her lips and eyes are painted with smoky black makeup, giving her an otherworldly appearance. She sits atop the horse with an air of regal grace.
The Fairy Queen of Seasons, Yuri.
*oooooo, I've got a few different things I can do for this >:]. Yuri is sorta like a druid if I remember correctly, right?*
*Yep!*
In response to the echoing melody that signals Yuri's arrival, deep within the forest something screeches, something inky she can hear for now
Her elven ears twitch as she smiles brightly. "I know you're there."
The screech dies down shortly after, though she gets an odd feeling from the local critters
She looks around and waves her hand. A staff made from dark wood forms in her hand. "You can come out now."
*I'm guessing she means zenith and not whatever she sensed jn the forest?*
*Nope. Whatever is in the forest.*
*hmmmm,*
Whatever is in there, it is deeeeeeep (like a good couple hundred feet at the least) in the forest. Though, something else answers her call. One could call it a bear, if they had only seen bears that were born in chernobyl
"Oh dear, you poor lovely thing." She walks over to the bear, petting it "it is alright."
The bear growls slightly, whatever it is affected by having made it more aggressive it seems, though it doesn't attack as it's pet. Sharp spines of bone jut out of its skin, thin streams of blood dripping from the punctures
She casts Greater Restoration on it and then Protection from Poison. She smiles "I bet you have a rough go of it so far hm?"
"We can all play make-believe, we just don't all believe in what we make up. You seem to lack that awareness. I don't think I'll even fight you. Hurting mentally disabled people is immoral, but you wouldn't know that, would you?"
"I suppose not. Hurting people discriminately shows that you are a bad enough. Hurting people indiscriminately is much better." She said.
"Fair. I shouldn't discriminate either, by that logic."
Suddenly, he lunges. He moves at a speed that makes him nigh-impossible to hit (all attacks against him have disadvantage(Foresight+Tenser's Transformation + various other buffs)).
Attack: 30 Damage: 32 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Attack: 34 Damage: 38 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Whether they hit or not, she takes 5 necrotic damage.
These attacks ignore immunity and resistance to both damage and conditions.
She is hit twice as she sighs and looks at the wounds. She casts Heal on herself (Gain 70 HP) then smiles "Like I said, I am tired. I will deal with you later." She walks over to the tree. It opens up as she waves "Ta-Ta." She enters the tree. (Love Tree Stride, allows teleportation between trees.)
Opportunity attack (War Caster, Lance of Lethargy, Grasp of Hadar):
*Also Baal, Im thinking about bringing back someone that your characters are known to hate >:]*
*Yuri?*
Within the forests that are taking to the winter season, a humming is heard. It sounds like a haunting melody that echoes through the trees. A woman sitting on the back of a black horse, riding through the leafless woodland.
Her long black hair, the color of raven feathers, cascades down her back, and her skin is as white as freshly fallen snow. Her eyes are the color of bright green leaves, and they seem to sparkle in the dim light of the forest.
The horse she rides is a sight to behold. Its eyes are unnaturally black, almost beady, and its hooves leave a trail of frost wherever it steps. It holds a lantern between its teeth, lighting the way.
The woman is dressed in a long black dress that flows around her like a river. A woven golden belt cinches her waist, and a fur coat made from wolf hide drapes over her shoulders. Her feet are adorned with dainty slippers that seem out of place in the forest.
As you look closer, you notice that a band of frost-covered thorns adorns her head and wrists. Her lips and eyes are painted with smoky black makeup, giving her an otherworldly appearance. She sits atop the horse with an air of regal grace.
The Fairy Queen of Seasons, Yuri.
*oooooo, I've got a few different things I can do for this >:]. Yuri is sorta like a druid if I remember correctly, right?*
*Yep!*
In response to the echoing melody that signals Yuri's arrival, deep within the forest something screeches, something inky she can hear for now
Her elven ears twitch as she smiles brightly. "I know you're there."
The screech dies down shortly after, though she gets an odd feeling from the local critters
She looks around and waves her hand. A staff made from dark wood forms in her hand. "You can come out now."
*I'm guessing she means zenith and not whatever she sensed jn the forest?*
*Nope. Whatever is in the forest.*
*hmmmm,*
Whatever is in there, it is deeeeeeep (like a good couple hundred feet at the least) in the forest. Though, something else answers her call. One could call it a bear, if they had only seen bears that were born in chernobyl
"Oh dear, you poor lovely thing." She walks over to the bear, petting it "it is alright."
The bear growls slightly, whatever it is affected by having made it more aggressive it seems, though it doesn't attack as it's pet. Sharp spines of bone jut out of its skin, thin streams of blood dripping from the punctures
She casts Greater Restoration on it and then Protection from Poison. She smiles "I bet you have a rough go of it so far hm?"
It lets out a soft growl, it's wounds lessening. It partially lays on her, breathing softer
Lore appears, apparently taking a jog before. "Hey Theren." She smiles and eyes Echo "Who is this?"
*oh lord*
"Hey Lore. This is my friend. echo."
Lore smiles "Hey there, My name is Lore. Pleasure to meet you." She says. She kisses Theren before chuckling "I'm gonna head to the lake to wash the dogs. Be right back."
He nods. "ok."
*Pm?*
Echo sighs and stands up "you could have just said you were taken"
'Thanks'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*oh lord*
"Hey Lore. This is my friend. echo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Lore smiles "Hey there, My name is Lore. Pleasure to meet you." She says. She kisses Theren before chuckling "I'm gonna head to the lake to wash the dogs. Be right back."
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
"Fair. I shouldn't discriminate either, by that logic."
Suddenly, he lunges. He moves at a speed that makes him nigh-impossible to hit (all attacks against him have disadvantage(Foresight+Tenser's Transformation + various other buffs)).
Attack: 30 Damage: 32 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Attack: 34 Damage: 38 Necrotic. Hit: Poisoned + make a Con save. Crit: Frightened
Whether they hit or not, she takes 5 necrotic damage.
These attacks ignore immunity and resistance to both damage and conditions.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He nods. "ok."
*Pm?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The bear growls slightly, whatever it is affected by having made it more aggressive it seems, though it doesn't attack as it's pet. Sharp spines of bone jut out of its skin, thin streams of blood dripping from the punctures
She is hit twice as she sighs and looks at the wounds. She casts Heal on herself (Gain 70 HP) then smiles "Like I said, I am tired. I will deal with you later." She walks over to the tree. It opens up as she waves "Ta-Ta." She enters the tree. (Love Tree Stride, allows teleportation between trees.)
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
She casts Greater Restoration on it and then Protection from Poison. She smiles "I bet you have a rough go of it so far hm?"
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
Opportunity attack (War Caster, Lance of Lethargy, Grasp of Hadar):
Attack: 33 Damage: 9
Attack: 20 Damage: 9
Attack: 29 Damage: 11
Attack: 28 Damage: 10
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
It lets out a soft growl, it's wounds lessening. It partially lays on her, breathing softer
Theren is sitting by the lake, restringing his bow
Phoenix is napping
Mars is cleaning his sword
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*other characters for peeps interested*
Bonnie is sitting in the soldier camp that set up outside the tavern, avoiding eye contact as told
Ozzy's workshop door is open a crack, the building silent beyond the occasional spark from something being welded
f3-0n is scrounging for new parts.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*is Abigail available?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*sure, whatcha looking to do*
*I wanna use Mars. Basically continuing yesterday*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*sure* Abigail is in the town square, sitting next to the fountain and reading
Echo sighs and stands up "you could have just said you were taken"
psychopath ^-^
Zjadacz is out in the graveyard, imbuing corpses with the hunger of the Godeater and raising them as ghouls.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
There is a loud clang as mars sits down next to her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.