They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
He looks at her, his voice and eyes frigid as an endless winter “Why the [gp] are you here.” His rage like an frozen inferno.
The fire giants have gotten impatient waiting for Visk to complete the forest, now felling the trees, thousands falling and being transported to the Volcano by the hour
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
“Oh, my mum told it to me when I was younger. Our house had a few bugs in it.”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
He looks at her, his voice and eyes frigid as an endless winter “Why the [gp] are you here.” His rage like an frozen inferno.
She looks up, surprised, then puts a smile on her face. “Whoa. Cool your jets, big guy. We died here from something a few decades ago, I think. The Twin Flames brought us back and sent us here to ‘continue living as you did before’ or something. I didn’t personally talk to him. Or them. Hard to get a read.”
The fire giants have gotten impatient waiting for Visk to complete the forest, now felling the trees, thousands falling and being transported to the Volcano by the hour
“Oh, a bit impatient are we. No matter, this will be a good gauge to determine the proper rate of growth it will need.” Visk says unfazed, increasing the growth rates.
”I hope they also enjoy the greater wildlife as well.”
The forest is filled with powerful beasts and monstrosities of sizes not seen elsewhere but this gargantuan forest. Even things like squirrels, songbirds, and insects are at least large in size category.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
“Oh, my mum told it to me when I was younger. Our house had a few bugs in it.”
“It’s quite the clever tale, do you have more to share?”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
He looks at her, his voice and eyes frigid as an endless winter “Why the [gp] are you here.” His rage like an frozen inferno.
She looks up, surprised, then puts a smile on her face. “Whoa. Cool your jets, big guy. We died here from something a few decades ago, I think. The Twin Flames brought us back and sent us here to ‘continue living as you did before’ or something. I didn’t personally talk to him. Or them. Hard to get a read.”
He seems to become more calm “I don’t believe you, though that doesn’t matter. You shall be safe in this city regardless of if I think you should die or not.” He stands up, leaning forward to stare straight into her eyes “I cannot guarantee your safety outside of this city. I would do my best to but I can’t protect everyone.”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
“Oh, my mum told it to me when I was younger. Our house had a few bugs in it.”
“It’s quite the clever tale, do you have more to share?”
“I remember one for the Men made of glass, but that one makes more sense if you had specific experiences.”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
“Oh, my mum told it to me when I was younger. Our house had a few bugs in it.”
“It’s quite the clever tale, do you have more to share?”
“I remember one for the Men made of glass, but that one makes more sense if you had specific experiences.”
“That is understandable. You mentioned you came back to life though…?” One Couatl says.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The fire giants have gotten impatient waiting for Visk to complete the forest, now felling the trees, thousands falling and being transported to the Volcano by the hour
“Oh, a bit impatient are we. No matter, this will be a good gauge to determine the proper rate of growth it will need.” Visk says unfazed, increasing the growth rates.
”I hope they also enjoy the greater wildlife as well.”
The forest is filled with powerful beasts and monstrosities of sizes not seen elsewhere but this gargantuan forest. Even things like squirrels, songbirds, and insects are at least large in size category.
The head giant, a Forgecaller thinks out loud “Each tree is around 1,000 feet tall and 50 wide, such a tree can power one forge for a day, each giant has one forge, over 20,00 giant, Forgecallers count double and there are 10 normal giants for every one Forgecaller and 3 Dreadnaughts for every one Forgecaller, forging one suit of Dreadnaught armor takes 3 times the power than a regular day’s work and we have Dreadnaught repair days every week and repairing Dreadnaught armor takes half as much energy than a full suit…” He continues on, talking about food, repairs to building, building new forges and equipment and growth, doing a lot of math
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
He looks at her, his voice and eyes frigid as an endless winter “Why the [gp] are you here.” His rage like an frozen inferno.
She looks up, surprised, then puts a smile on her face. “Whoa. Cool your jets, big guy. We died here from something a few decades ago, I think. The Twin Flames brought us back and sent us here to ‘continue living as you did before’ or something. I didn’t personally talk to him. Or them. Hard to get a read.”
He seems to become more calm “I don’t believe you, though that doesn’t matter. You shall be safe in this city regardless of if I think you should die or not.” He stands up, leaning forward to stare straight into her eyes “I cannot guarantee your safety outside of this city. I would do my best to but I can’t protect everyone.”
She does a semi-sarcastic bow. “I have no plans on leaving your godliness. Unless gave me a reason to.”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
“Oh, my mum told it to me when I was younger. Our house had a few bugs in it.”
“It’s quite the clever tale, do you have more to share?”
“I remember one for the Men made of glass, but that one makes more sense if you had specific experiences.”
“That is understandable. You mentioned you came back to life though…?” One Couatl says.
“Uh, yeah. Undead. My arm is proof. Wonder what happened to it.”
*Hey, when are we going to finish the vampire herald thingamabob?*
*uuh I forgot ‘bout that. I think that Marie (the vampire) might try and take it slow to see if there’s anything wrong with this or if it’s a trick or anything. We can interact with the same telepathic conversation right now, or a dream sequence or something*
*Hey, when are we going to finish the vampire herald thingamabob?*
*uuh I forgot ‘bout that. I think that Marie (the vampire) might try and take it slow to see if there’s anything wrong with this or if it’s a trick or anything. We can interact with the same telepathic conversation right now, or a dream sequence or something*
*I’ll do whatever you want to do. Whatever is the best idea to you my dude.*
The fire giants have gotten impatient waiting for Visk to complete the forest, now felling the trees, thousands falling and being transported to the Volcano by the hour
“Oh, a bit impatient are we. No matter, this will be a good gauge to determine the proper rate of growth it will need.” Visk says unfazed, increasing the growth rates.
”I hope they also enjoy the greater wildlife as well.”
The forest is filled with powerful beasts and monstrosities of sizes not seen elsewhere but this gargantuan forest. Even things like squirrels, songbirds, and insects are at least large in size category.
The head giant, a Forgecaller thinks out loud “Each tree is around 1,000 feet tall and 50 wide, such a tree can power one forge for a day, each giant has one forge, over 20,00 giant, Forgecallers count double and there are 10 normal giants for every one Forgecaller and 3 Dreadnaughts for every one Forgecaller, forging one suit of Dreadnaught armor takes 3 times the power than a regular day’s work and we have Dreadnaught repair days every week and repairing Dreadnaught armor takes half as much energy than a full suit…” He continues on, talking about food, repairs to building, building new forges and equipment and growth, doing a lot of math
*It is indeed questionable if Visk can keep it up in the long run or not, but he will give it a good old college try since Foréirwas willing to compromise at all and he wishes to honor his side of that compromise. Though he does wonder what is the heck they need all these resources for. It’s like they are building an army or something.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
He looks at her, his voice and eyes frigid as an endless winter “Why the [gp] are you here.” His rage like an frozen inferno.
She looks up, surprised, then puts a smile on her face. “Whoa. Cool your jets, big guy. We died here from something a few decades ago, I think. The Twin Flames brought us back and sent us here to ‘continue living as you did before’ or something. I didn’t personally talk to him. Or them. Hard to get a read.”
He seems to become more calm “I don’t believe you, though that doesn’t matter. You shall be safe in this city regardless of if I think you should die or not.” He stands up, leaning forward to stare straight into her eyes “I cannot guarantee your safety outside of this city. I would do my best to but I can’t protect everyone.”
She does a semi-sarcastic bow. “I have no plans on leaving your godliness. Unless gave me a reason to.”
“Oh we are being sarcastic now. Fabulous.” He runs a hand through his hair, finally back to his normal self “Do you wish to join the counsel, deciding where this city goes?”
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She finishes the story, and shoos the children off to their parents as she sets up her cot.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He looks at her, his voice and eyes frigid as an endless winter “Why the [gp] are you here.” His rage like an frozen inferno.
The fire giants have gotten impatient waiting for Visk to complete the forest, now felling the trees, thousands falling and being transported to the Volcano by the hour
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Oh, my mum told it to me when I was younger. Our house had a few bugs in it.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
She looks up, surprised, then puts a smile on her face. “Whoa. Cool your jets, big guy. We died here from something a few decades ago, I think. The Twin Flames brought us back and sent us here to ‘continue living as you did before’ or something. I didn’t personally talk to him. Or them. Hard to get a read.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Oh, a bit impatient are we. No matter, this will be a good gauge to determine the proper rate of growth it will need.” Visk says unfazed, increasing the growth rates.
”I hope they also enjoy the greater wildlife as well.”
The forest is filled with powerful beasts and monstrosities of sizes not seen elsewhere but this gargantuan forest. Even things like squirrels, songbirds, and insects are at least large in size category.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“It’s quite the clever tale, do you have more to share?”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He seems to become more calm “I don’t believe you, though that doesn’t matter. You shall be safe in this city regardless of if I think you should die or not.” He stands up, leaning forward to stare straight into her eyes “I cannot guarantee your safety outside of this city. I would do my best to but I can’t protect everyone.”
“I remember one for the Men made of glass, but that one makes more sense if you had specific experiences.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*hiya!*
“That is understandable. You mentioned you came back to life though…?” One Couatl says.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The head giant, a Forgecaller thinks out loud “Each tree is around 1,000 feet tall and 50 wide, such a tree can power one forge for a day, each giant has one forge, over 20,00 giant, Forgecallers count double and there are 10 normal giants for every one Forgecaller and 3 Dreadnaughts for every one Forgecaller, forging one suit of Dreadnaught armor takes 3 times the power than a regular day’s work and we have Dreadnaught repair days every week and repairing Dreadnaught armor takes half as much energy than a full suit…” He continues on, talking about food, repairs to building, building new forges and equipment and growth, doing a lot of math
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Hey, when are we going to finish the vampire herald thingamabob?*
*Hi, how’s it going?*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
She does a semi-sarcastic bow. “I have no plans on leaving your godliness. Unless gave me a reason to.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Uh, yeah. Undead. My arm is proof. Wonder what happened to it.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*uuh I forgot ‘bout that. I think that Marie (the vampire) might try and take it slow to see if there’s anything wrong with this or if it’s a trick or anything. We can interact with the same telepathic conversation right now, or a dream sequence or something*
*I’ll do whatever you want to do. Whatever is the best idea to you my dude.*
*It is indeed questionable if Visk can keep it up in the long run or not, but he will give it a good old college try since Foréir was willing to compromise at all and he wishes to honor his side of that compromise. Though he does wonder what is the heck they need all these resources for. It’s like they are building an army or something.*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Oh we are being sarcastic now. Fabulous.” He runs a hand through his hair, finally back to his normal self “Do you wish to join the counsel, deciding where this city goes?”