"That sounds... exotic, do you have some I could try?"
"Not with me at the moment. I'll need about an hour to bring in my trailer, which has everything I need, including the moths. Then we can bring in the rest of the carnival!"
"OOOH! I love carnivals!" His eyes fill with wonder
"Me too! That's why I built one!"
"I would absolutely love to see it!"
"It'll be here soon, I just need to summon it. It takes a bit. You wanna help?" He smiles.
The Captain narrows his eyes behind his helm "These are weird ones. I say hang the monsters now and disappear so we can deal with this later." He says to his troops. The troops nod and three walk over to Khemut, Sadeh, and Pakmon. They set them down only to hang them up again. Choking noises begin to fill the air, they are from Pakmon and Sadeh, but Khemut doesn't seem to do anything.
*(GP) it. I'll do it for today because I have nostalgia.*
There is a man running through the forest, what seems like for his dear life, as a great white hound with fluffy fur follows after. The paws of this beast cause frost to coat the ground. The man looks like he is about to make it out of the wolf's grasp before a blur of mint green lands on top of him. It is a Tiefling with mint green skin, shoe white hair, and two sets of curves horns. He smiles "Your done Hunter Fellow. Put down your weapons. Now." He said, his tone cold.
The door to the tavern slams open as a man wearing all black leather armor steps inside. Anyone can tell he is bad news but those with keener sense can tell that there is a strong Transmutation magic radiating off him, it's like a wall of it. He wears a mask made from the skull of someone else over his face. He sits down at a table and orders the strongest drink they have and then opens a large book made with skin for the cover.
A soft melody fills the sky as an elf wanders throughout the forest. She has long white hair, light blue skin, and silvery eyes. She wears a white blouse, a light blue corset, and a long grey skirt. A wedding band glints on her fingers. A lute is wrapped around her shoulder, made from polished wood and metals.
The Captain narrows his eyes behind his helm "These are weird ones. I say hang the monsters now and disappear so we can deal with this later." He says to his troops. The troops nod and three walk over to Khemut, Sadeh, and Pakmon. They set them down only to hang them up again. Choking noises begin to fill the air, they are from Pakmon and Sadeh, but Khemut doesn't seem to do anything.
"NO!" there is a thin whistling noise as the ropes snap, dropping the 3 of them.
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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.
The Captain narrows his eyes behind his helm "These are weird ones. I say hang the monsters now and disappear so we can deal with this later." He says to his troops. The troops nod and three walk over to Khemut, Sadeh, and Pakmon. They set them down only to hang them up again. Choking noises begin to fill the air, they are from Pakmon and Sadeh, but Khemut doesn't seem to do anything.
The smoke slashes through the ropes, dropping the trio to the ground. (siege beast) The smoke coalesces into a massive, hill giant-sized figure holding a cane. A bestial skull with golden embers for eyes stares down at the troops in the darkness.
"FEAR."
The Egregore casts Weird, ignoring any immunity to the Frightened condition. DC is 27
"It'll be here soon, I just need to summon it. It takes a bit. You wanna help?" He smiles.
"M-me? Yeah!"
"Well, come with me then!" He pulls out some pieces of silver chalk. "I'll lead, you add whatever embellishments and decorations you want. The more heartfelt, the better!" Edward begins scribing circles on a wall.
"It'll be here soon, I just need to summon it. It takes a bit. You wanna help?" He smiles.
"M-me? Yeah!"
"Well, come with me then!" He pulls out some pieces of silver chalk. "I'll lead, you add whatever embellishments and decorations you want. The more heartfelt, the better!" Edward begins scribing circles on a wall.
Fin looks a little confused, but decides to go with it. He draws one of those drop tower rides
"It'll be here soon, I just need to summon it. It takes a bit. You wanna help?" He smiles.
"M-me? Yeah!"
"Well, come with me then!" He pulls out some pieces of silver chalk. "I'll lead, you add whatever embellishments and decorations you want. The more heartfelt, the better!" Edward begins scribing circles on a wall.
Fin looks a little confused, but decides to go with it. He draws one of those drop tower rides
"Excellent! Anything else you wanna add before I try and use the sigil?"
"It'll be here soon, I just need to summon it. It takes a bit. You wanna help?" He smiles.
"M-me? Yeah!"
"Well, come with me then!" He pulls out some pieces of silver chalk. "I'll lead, you add whatever embellishments and decorations you want. The more heartfelt, the better!" Edward begins scribing circles on a wall.
Fin looks a little confused, but decides to go with it. He draws one of those drop tower rides
"Excellent! Anything else you wanna add before I try and use the sigil?"
Fin looks a little confused, but decides to go with it. He draws one of those drop tower rides
"Excellent! Anything else you wanna add before I try and use the sigil?"
"Nope, I think it looks great."
"Okay, great!" He raises his wings, and twelve black hands appear around the circle, then push it into the wall and turn it like a screw. Suddenly, it is a portal to a city made of gold in the middle of the night. A caravan of black-and-gold carnival cars and stands begins to come out. The monstrous carnies seem to be uncomfortable in the bright light of day, but quickly don black glasses to protect their eyes.
"M-me? Yeah!"
*For Theren, Baal, and Djowree*
The Captain narrows his eyes behind his helm "These are weird ones. I say hang the monsters now and disappear so we can deal with this later." He says to his troops. The troops nod and three walk over to Khemut, Sadeh, and Pakmon. They set them down only to hang them up again. Choking noises begin to fill the air, they are from Pakmon and Sadeh, but Khemut doesn't seem to do anything.
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 shrugs, hands in her pockets, "So, wanna join me on my run?"
"Mmmm, probably true"
*oh my gods it's kelipso :0*
"NO!" there is a thin whistling noise as the ropes snap, dropping the 3 of them.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Sure. Why not." he says, stretching.
"Do you mind if i help?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hoi*
psychopath ^-^
She waits for him to get a bit warmed up before continueing to jog
"Ya got much medical know how?"
The smoke slashes through the ropes, dropping the trio to the ground. (siege beast)
The smoke coalesces into a massive, hill giant-sized figure holding a cane. A bestial skull with golden embers for eyes stares down at the troops in the darkness.
"FEAR."
The Egregore casts Weird, ignoring any immunity to the Frightened condition. DC is 27
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He jogs beside her
he nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well, come with me then!" He pulls out some pieces of silver chalk. "I'll lead, you add whatever embellishments and decorations you want. The more heartfelt, the better!"
Edward begins scribing circles on a wall.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Fin looks a little confused, but decides to go with it. He draws one of those drop tower rides
She hums, keeping a steady pace through the forest
She sighs then nods
"Excellent! Anything else you wanna add before I try and use the sigil?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren keeps up rather easily
Phoenix starts to asses and bandage her wounds
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Nope, I think it looks great."
"Not bad, didn't expect you to be able to run" she jokes
She should definatly be dead from these wounds, but somehow isnt
"Im a ranger, its in my nature."
"Jesus...you should be dead.." he says, administering some morphine.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Okay, great!" He raises his wings, and twelve black hands appear around the circle, then push it into the wall and turn it like a screw. Suddenly, it is a portal to a city made of gold in the middle of the night. A caravan of black-and-gold carnival cars and stands begins to come out. The monstrous carnies seem to be uncomfortable in the bright light of day, but quickly don black glasses to protect their eyes.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh wow... Where are they coming from?"