*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
*no worries, I'm always available for rp more or less*
The last two sink into the ground, the weight of the machine collapsing into the tar pit underneath. The first one actually manages to make it close enough to the figure to grab it before sinking, camera able to grab any details he may be interested in
Oswald watches. He pushes the intercom button. "Send in the Iron Golems."
Any particular type of magic on the idol?
A prevalent amount of conjuration magic seems to dwell inside the wooden form. Other than that, it lies dormant
The golems manage to get there in good time, and stand upon the wreckage of the engines in order to get better footing.
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The first golem manages to stay above ground, while the others sink yet again
Does it manage to pull out the idol?
How does it attempt that?
It lassos a chain around the idol and teams up with sunken machines to try and pull it out. (The Engines have 80ft speed and 20 strength, and the golems have 24 strength)
they get the chain around the idol before a screech echos out around them as they pull
*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
(i'm always here but i don't cont lol)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
*Is anyone gonna be on much much later? I have work and the majority of it is me just sitting there with nothing to do so would anyone be on then to roleplay?*
(i'm always here but i don't cont lol)
*sure ya do :>*
(I don't really rp anymore lol)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
A voice echoes over the hills from the robot factory. "So you've decided to show your face, hm? Or have you just sent a simulacrum in your place? Either way, I guess you do have the conscience needed to protect your people from all out destruction. Good on you for that."
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
A voice echoes over the hills from the robot factory. "So you've decided to show your face, hm? Or have you just sent a simulacrum in your place? Either way, I guess you do have the conscience needed to protect your people from all out destruction. Good on you for that."
"Who says I am alone Oswald Grouper? I have seen your machines, such toys do not belong in the hands of a raging boy." She called out with a smile "You called me out so here I am. Or are you hiding like you did in those mines all those years ago? From the ones who beat you so?"
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
A voice echoes over the hills from the robot factory. "So you've decided to show your face, hm? Or have you just sent a simulacrum in your place? Either way, I guess you do have the conscience needed to protect your people from all out destruction. Good on you for that."
"Who says I am alone Oswald Grouper? I have seen your machines, such toys do not belong in the hands of a raging boy." She called out with a smile "You called me out so here I am. Or are you hiding like you did in those mines all those years ago? From the ones who beat you so?"
"Huh. Yuri retorted better when she had half the knowledge you do."
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
Bonnie watches in amazement, eyes glittering a little
Zenix watches from a nearby roof with a sneer, "Well look who's showing her face." He mutters
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
A voice echoes over the hills from the robot factory. "So you've decided to show your face, hm? Or have you just sent a simulacrum in your place? Either way, I guess you do have the conscience needed to protect your people from all out destruction. Good on you for that."
"Who says I am alone Oswald Grouper? I have seen your machines, such toys do not belong in the hands of a raging boy." She called out with a smile "You called me out so here I am. Or are you hiding like you did in those mines all those years ago? From the ones who beat you so?"
"Huh. Yuri retorted better when she had half the knowledge you do."
"That's because you two have such awful palates for words. Humans and the Elfen always do. You sully the land you walk. But do not worry! Once you are long gone, she will be next. And then Zennix for filling her mind after he was forbidden from the court." She said with a chuckle "Come now. Let's see what you have made."
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
Bonnie watches in amazement, eyes glittering a little
Zenix watches from a nearby roof with a sneer, "Well look who's showing her face." He mutters
Tatiana looks over at Zenix and smiles "Hello there Traitor. I would say its good to see your face but it really isn't. The time in Shadowfell has made you ugly."
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
Bonnie watches in amazement, eyes glittering a little
Zenix watches from a nearby roof with a sneer, "Well look who's showing her face." He mutters
Tatiana looks over at Zenix and smiles "Hello there Traitor. I would say its good to see your face but it really isn't. The time in Shadowfell has made you ugly."
"You say that like I care for your standards anymore witch." He says, ravens circling above them, "I'm not the same elf."
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
Bonnie watches in amazement, eyes glittering a little
Zenix watches from a nearby roof with a sneer, "Well look who's showing her face." He mutters
Tatiana looks over at Zenix and smiles "Hello there Traitor. I would say its good to see your face but it really isn't. The time in Shadowfell has made you ugly."
"You say that like I care for your standards anymore witch." He says, ravens circling above them, "I'm not the same elf."
She sighs and smiles again "Tut tut. Careful now you ignorant little welp, You were given power but it's only made you weaker." she says.
"Who says I am alone Oswald Grouper? I have seen your machines, such toys do not belong in the hands of a raging boy." She called out with a smile "You called me out so here I am. Or are you hiding like you did in those mines all those years ago? From the ones who beat you so?"
"Huh. Yuri retorted better when she had half the knowledge you do."
"That's because you two have such awful palates for words. Humans and the Elfen always do. You sully the land you walk. But do not worry! Once you are long gone, she will be next. And then Zennix for filling her mind after he was forbidden from the court." She said with a chuckle "Come now. Let's see what you have made."
"Fine then. I'll show you exactly how sullied I can make this earth. Machines? Scorched Earth Initiative. Destroy the Court, leave her to me."
Portals open, and half the machines descend into the Feywild. "No reinforcements for you, I'm afraid." The factory slowly stands as Oswald stands on top of it. "Me, however... Well, let's just say you aren't good enough a cheater to handle me."
Four Dex saves please, as Grouper's gatlings fire those cursed bullets I mentioned before. They ignore Fey magic, so even Foresight or Bones of the Earth would fail here.
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
Bonnie watches in amazement, eyes glittering a little
Zenix watches from a nearby roof with a sneer, "Well look who's showing her face." He mutters
Tatiana looks over at Zenix and smiles "Hello there Traitor. I would say its good to see your face but it really isn't. The time in Shadowfell has made you ugly."
"You say that like I care for your standards anymore witch." He says, ravens circling above them, "I'm not the same elf."
She sighs and smiles again "Tut tut. Careful now you ignorant little welp, You were given power but it's only made you weaker." she says.
He chuckles, "We'll see. I'd say lower your standards, but I've seen the company you keep close, and besides. You won't go back to anything after this."
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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
It's 18:14 here
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*no worries, I'm always available for rp more or less*
they get the chain around the idol before a screech echos out around them as they pull
*oh yeah, that's like my peak free time these days*
*I might be around*
(i'm always here but i don't cont lol)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
As the sun begins to rise, the sky transforms from a dark hue to a bright and vivid blue. A sweet and cheerful humming fills the air as if the world is awakening to a new day. A woman with long white hair, intricately braided and tied up, perches elegantly on the back of a majestic white stag. Her sparkling golden eyes glimmer with a warm and welcoming light, radiating a sense of comfort and safety. In her hand, she carries a crystal scepter, which shimmers and glows in the morning light. With her other hand, she holds tightly onto the reins of the gentle stag, leading it with grace and ease.
Her beauty is undeniable, with a long gown made of blooming white flowers and bright leaves that wrap around her like a warm blanket. Although the winter's chill is in the air, she seems unaffected, as if she is the embodiment of spring herself. Little creatures of the forest, from squirrels to rabbits, follow her every step as if they were her loyal subjects. They hop and play around her, spreading joy and happiness wherever they go.
This is Tatiana, the Queen of the Fey and of the Summer.
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
*sure ya do :>*
(I don't really rp anymore lol)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
A voice echoes over the hills from the robot factory. "So you've decided to show your face, hm? Or have you just sent a simulacrum in your place? Either way, I guess you do have the conscience needed to protect your people from all out destruction. Good on you for that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Who says I am alone Oswald Grouper? I have seen your machines, such toys do not belong in the hands of a raging boy." She called out with a smile "You called me out so here I am. Or are you hiding like you did in those mines all those years ago? From the ones who beat you so?"
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
"Huh. Yuri retorted better when she had half the knowledge you do."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Bonnie watches in amazement, eyes glittering a little
Zenix watches from a nearby roof with a sneer, "Well look who's showing her face." He mutters
"That's because you two have such awful palates for words. Humans and the Elfen always do. You sully the land you walk. But do not worry! Once you are long gone, she will be next. And then Zennix for filling her mind after he was forbidden from the court." She said with a chuckle "Come now. Let's see what you have made."
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
Tatiana looks over at Zenix and smiles "Hello there Traitor. I would say its good to see your face but it really isn't. The time in Shadowfell has made you ugly."
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
"You say that like I care for your standards anymore witch." He says, ravens circling above them, "I'm not the same elf."
She sighs and smiles again "Tut tut. Careful now you ignorant little welp, You were given power but it's only made you weaker." she 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
"Fine then. I'll show you exactly how sullied I can make this earth. Machines? Scorched Earth Initiative. Destroy the Court, leave her to me."
Portals open, and half the machines descend into the Feywild. "No reinforcements for you, I'm afraid." The factory slowly stands as Oswald stands on top of it. "Me, however... Well, let's just say you aren't good enough a cheater to handle me."
Four Dex saves please, as Grouper's gatlings fire those cursed bullets I mentioned before. They ignore Fey magic, so even Foresight or Bones of the Earth would fail here.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He chuckles, "We'll see. I'd say lower your standards, but I've seen the company you keep close, and besides. You won't go back to anything after this."