"If you want it back, I'm sure I could find the rest of you in trade for some compensation."
He gives a two finger salute and walks off
"I know what became of the rest of me. And for the record I haven't touched mortal money in over a thousand years" He leans on his hand
"Compensation doesn't have to be monetary. You want the heart back? I'd like to know what I get in return."
"Well if you'd prefer me stuck in your head forever, that works too. I'll outlast your body either way" He shrugs, "But I also want to fix whatever caused my Grove to be corrupted"
*Hmm... interesting. I think I have a character for that*
Plague Eater is setting up a bone trap in an alley.
The tabaxi walks out of the side door of a building and winces as someone shouts “And stay out” at his back. He turns and sees Plague Eater. “Oh hello there.”
The hulking, ornately-armored figure sits up, leaving the bones on the ground. "Do you need somewhere to stay? I rented out a shed, but you can stay there if you need it more."
“That would be most appreciated. You see I’m kind of on the run. Hmm nice armor.”
"Thanks. It's over a thousand years old. I think. I've been dead for that long, at least."
The tabaxi looks shocked. “1000? You don’t look a day over 900.”
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"If you want it back, I'm sure I could find the rest of you in trade for some compensation."
He gives a two finger salute and walks off
"I know what became of the rest of me. And for the record I haven't touched mortal money in over a thousand years" He leans on his hand
"Compensation doesn't have to be monetary. You want the heart back? I'd like to know what I get in return."
"Well if you'd prefer me stuck in your head forever, that works too. I'll outlast your body either way" He shrugs, "But I also want to fix whatever caused my Grove to be corrupted"
"Once again, give me a reason to help. Literally any benefit. I could cut your heart out and rip your psyche or soul or whatever out just as easily."
The hulking, ornately-armored figure sits up, leaving the bones on the ground. "Do you need somewhere to stay? I rented out a shed, but you can stay there if you need it more."
“That would be most appreciated. You see I’m kind of on the run. Hmm nice armor.”
"Thanks. It's over a thousand years old. I think. I've been dead for that long, at least."
The tabaxi looks shocked. “1000? You don’t look a day over 900.”
"If you want it back, I'm sure I could find the rest of you in trade for some compensation."
He gives a two finger salute and walks off
"I know what became of the rest of me. And for the record I haven't touched mortal money in over a thousand years" He leans on his hand
"Compensation doesn't have to be monetary. You want the heart back? I'd like to know what I get in return."
"Well if you'd prefer me stuck in your head forever, that works too. I'll outlast your body either way" He shrugs, "But I also want to fix whatever caused my Grove to be corrupted"
"Once again, give me a reason to help. Literally any benefit. I could cut your heart out and rip your psyche or soul or whatever out just as easily."
He tilts his head, "Did you enjoy that viney corpse rampaging through your factory? Cause destroy that heart and it has no reason to bargain. And I may not br able to control it, but I can tell you can't handle it."
The axe lodges itself in Yuri's leg. She winces as she suddenly screams out. Her flesh is audibly sizzling. And iron axe, how cruel to bring that upon a fey.
The ravens coalesce, zenix dropping down a couple feet away, though for the first time in a while he brought the mask he got from the Raven Queen. He looks at the wood elf and tilts his head, "I'm giving you three seconds to back off." He says, calmly approaching them
The elf narrows his eyes "I know you.." he snarled "No. I won't back off. You don't know what you've done by killing her. Everything is in chaos because of you two and the other one." He snarled and whistled. Two blink dogs stood besides him suddenly, snarling. "I know you Traitor. And you as well." He pointed at Yuri who is bleeding out due to the iron.
"Then you know that the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I'm in a better mood." He says, hand on the hilt of his sword, "Now how about you try not to mess with that by attacking us for killing Titania."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
"If you want it back, I'm sure I could find the rest of you in trade for some compensation."
He gives a two finger salute and walks off
"I know what became of the rest of me. And for the record I haven't touched mortal money in over a thousand years" He leans on his hand
"Compensation doesn't have to be monetary. You want the heart back? I'd like to know what I get in return."
"Well if you'd prefer me stuck in your head forever, that works too. I'll outlast your body either way" He shrugs, "But I also want to fix whatever caused my Grove to be corrupted"
"Once again, give me a reason to help. Literally any benefit. I could cut your heart out and rip your psyche or soul or whatever out just as easily."
He tilts his head, "Did you enjoy that viney corpse rampaging through your factory? Cause destroy that heart and it has no reason to bargain. And I may not br able to control it, but I can tell you can't handle it."
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
The axe lodges itself in Yuri's leg. She winces as she suddenly screams out. Her flesh is audibly sizzling. And iron axe, how cruel to bring that upon a fey.
The ravens coalesce, zenix dropping down a couple feet away, though for the first time in a while he brought the mask he got from the Raven Queen. He looks at the wood elf and tilts his head, "I'm giving you three seconds to back off." He says, calmly approaching them
The elf narrows his eyes "I know you.." he snarled "No. I won't back off. You don't know what you've done by killing her. Everything is in chaos because of you two and the other one." He snarled and whistled. Two blink dogs stood besides him suddenly, snarling. "I know you Traitor. And you as well." He pointed at Yuri who is bleeding out due to the iron.
"Then you know that the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I'm in a better mood." He says, hand on the hilt of his sword, "Now how about you try not to mess with that by attacking us for killing Titania."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
He sighs, then draws his sword, "Whats your name?"
The axe lodges itself in Yuri's leg. She winces as she suddenly screams out. Her flesh is audibly sizzling. And iron axe, how cruel to bring that upon a fey.
The ravens coalesce, zenix dropping down a couple feet away, though for the first time in a while he brought the mask he got from the Raven Queen. He looks at the wood elf and tilts his head, "I'm giving you three seconds to back off." He says, calmly approaching them
The elf narrows his eyes "I know you.." he snarled "No. I won't back off. You don't know what you've done by killing her. Everything is in chaos because of you two and the other one." He snarled and whistled. Two blink dogs stood besides him suddenly, snarling. "I know you Traitor. And you as well." He pointed at Yuri who is bleeding out due to the iron.
"Then you know that the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I'm in a better mood." He says, hand on the hilt of his sword, "Now how about you try not to mess with that by attacking us for killing Titania."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
He sighs, then draws his sword, "Whats your name?"
"Argos Cyrillen." He grips his sword and narrows his helm "I already know your name Zenix."
"If you want it back, I'm sure I could find the rest of you in trade for some compensation."
He gives a two finger salute and walks off
"I know what became of the rest of me. And for the record I haven't touched mortal money in over a thousand years" He leans on his hand
"Compensation doesn't have to be monetary. You want the heart back? I'd like to know what I get in return."
"Well if you'd prefer me stuck in your head forever, that works too. I'll outlast your body either way" He shrugs, "But I also want to fix whatever caused my Grove to be corrupted"
"Once again, give me a reason to help. Literally any benefit. I could cut your heart out and rip your psyche or soul or whatever out just as easily."
He tilts his head, "Did you enjoy that viney corpse rampaging through your factory? Cause destroy that heart and it has no reason to bargain. And I may not br able to control it, but I can tell you can't handle it."
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
The axe lodges itself in Yuri's leg. She winces as she suddenly screams out. Her flesh is audibly sizzling. And iron axe, how cruel to bring that upon a fey.
The ravens coalesce, zenix dropping down a couple feet away, though for the first time in a while he brought the mask he got from the Raven Queen. He looks at the wood elf and tilts his head, "I'm giving you three seconds to back off." He says, calmly approaching them
The elf narrows his eyes "I know you.." he snarled "No. I won't back off. You don't know what you've done by killing her. Everything is in chaos because of you two and the other one." He snarled and whistled. Two blink dogs stood besides him suddenly, snarling. "I know you Traitor. And you as well." He pointed at Yuri who is bleeding out due to the iron.
"Then you know that the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I'm in a better mood." He says, hand on the hilt of his sword, "Now how about you try not to mess with that by attacking us for killing Titania."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
He sighs, then draws his sword, "Whats your name?"
"Argos Cyrillen." He grips his sword and narrows his helm "I already know your name Zenix."
"Good. Then you can tell the Raven Queen I sent you." He cracks a few joints, "Want to give me a quote to put next to your name on your tombstone?"
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Twchnically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Technically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Well, I'm still not doing it unless you give me something in return."
The axe lodges itself in Yuri's leg. She winces as she suddenly screams out. Her flesh is audibly sizzling. And iron axe, how cruel to bring that upon a fey.
The ravens coalesce, zenix dropping down a couple feet away, though for the first time in a while he brought the mask he got from the Raven Queen. He looks at the wood elf and tilts his head, "I'm giving you three seconds to back off." He says, calmly approaching them
The elf narrows his eyes "I know you.." he snarled "No. I won't back off. You don't know what you've done by killing her. Everything is in chaos because of you two and the other one." He snarled and whistled. Two blink dogs stood besides him suddenly, snarling. "I know you Traitor. And you as well." He pointed at Yuri who is bleeding out due to the iron.
"Then you know that the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I'm in a better mood." He says, hand on the hilt of his sword, "Now how about you try not to mess with that by attacking us for killing Titania."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
He sighs, then draws his sword, "Whats your name?"
"Argos Cyrillen." He grips his sword and narrows his helm "I already know your name Zenix."
"Good. Then you can tell the Raven Queen I sent you." He cracks a few joints, "Want to give me a quote to put next to your name on your tombstone?"
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Technically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Well, I'm still not doing it unless you give me something in return."
"Fine. A favor in exchange for cleansing the curse."
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Technically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Well, I'm still not doing it unless you give me something in return."
"Fine. A favor in exchange for cleansing the curse."
"Good. Now we're getting somewhere. Now what do you need me to do?"
The axe lodges itself in Yuri's leg. She winces as she suddenly screams out. Her flesh is audibly sizzling. And iron axe, how cruel to bring that upon a fey.
The ravens coalesce, zenix dropping down a couple feet away, though for the first time in a while he brought the mask he got from the Raven Queen. He looks at the wood elf and tilts his head, "I'm giving you three seconds to back off." He says, calmly approaching them
The elf narrows his eyes "I know you.." he snarled "No. I won't back off. You don't know what you've done by killing her. Everything is in chaos because of you two and the other one." He snarled and whistled. Two blink dogs stood besides him suddenly, snarling. "I know you Traitor. And you as well." He pointed at Yuri who is bleeding out due to the iron.
"Then you know that the only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I'm in a better mood." He says, hand on the hilt of his sword, "Now how about you try not to mess with that by attacking us for killing Titania."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
He sighs, then draws his sword, "Whats your name?"
"Argos Cyrillen." He grips his sword and narrows his helm "I already know your name Zenix."
"Good. Then you can tell the Raven Queen I sent you." He cracks a few joints, "Want to give me a quote to put next to your name on your tombstone?"
He snarls and attacks
Attack: 1628
Damage: 3024
Zenix side steps the first strike, though the second one strikes through his armor, piercing flesh, "Not a bad attack." He smiles, before retaliating with little mercy:
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Technically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Well, I'm still not doing it unless you give me something in return."
"Fine. A favor in exchange for cleansing the curse."
"Good. Now we're getting somewhere. Now what do you need me to do?"
He shrugs, "If I knew what caused it I would've handled it. For now look for someone who understands nature and ask them for help."
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
"You overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
"Technically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Well, I'm still not doing it unless you give me something in return."
"Fine. A favor in exchange for cleansing the curse."
"Good. Now we're getting somewhere. Now what do you need me to do?"
He shrugs, "If I knew what caused it I would've handled it. For now look for someone who understands nature and ask them for help."
"Fair enough."
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Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"Well if you'd prefer me stuck in your head forever, that works too. I'll outlast your body either way" He shrugs, "But I also want to fix whatever caused my Grove to be corrupted"
The tabaxi looks shocked. “1000? You don’t look a day over 900.”
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"Once again, give me a reason to help. Literally any benefit. I could cut your heart out and rip your psyche or soul or whatever out just as easily."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I was dead for 1000 years. I got better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He tilts his head, "Did you enjoy that viney corpse rampaging through your factory? Cause destroy that heart and it has no reason to bargain. And I may not br able to control it, but I can tell you can't handle it."
"No. You need to die. Now. Not later. Now." He snarled "Eye for an Eye."
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
"Bonemelt spray. Kills literally everything. You could kill a lich with it. I just didn't want to damage my factory more than I had to. You aren't in a position of power here. You're the one asking me for help."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He sighs, then draws his sword, "Whats your name?"
"Argos Cyrillen." He grips his sword and narrows his helm "I already know your name Zenix."
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 overestimate yourself. And I don't blame you, you've obviously been very successful in life otherwise you wouldn't be here." The druid sits back in his chair, "if you want something in kind, what exactly could I give you?"
"Good. Then you can tell the Raven Queen I sent you." He cracks a few joints, "Want to give me a quote to put next to your name on your tombstone?"
"You offer an equal favor in turn. After all, from my understanding, you're dead without this."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Twchnically I'm dead with this. Whatever took over my Grove destroyed my physical form"
"Well, I'm still not doing it unless you give me something in return."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He snarls and attacks
Attack: 17 30
Damage: 20 29
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. A favor in exchange for cleansing the curse."
"Good. Now we're getting somewhere. Now what do you need me to do?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Zenix side steps the first strike, though the second one strikes through his armor, piercing flesh, "Not a bad attack." He smiles, before retaliating with little mercy:
33 to hit, 14 + 3 cold
29 to hit, 14 + 1 cold
16 to hit, 16 + 3 cold
18 to hit, 11 + 5 cold
He shrugs, "If I knew what caused it I would've handled it. For now look for someone who understands nature and ask them for help."
"Fair enough."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels