A thick patch of briars and thornweeds as sprung up in the underworld.
Balatro, who is talking his morning stroll, sees the odd floral presence and runs over to it to investigate.
The air surrounding the patch is dry and the thorns are the needle thin, pain drinking, flesh licking sort that grow along arching red stalks. When you peer inside the tangle of vegetable pain you see the stark white of a skull. The skull of a longhorn cow. The vines poor out of the skulls eye sockets like tears and out of its mouth like vomit and the wrap around the horns like a gentle, stabbing embrace.
“Huh. That’s disconcerting. But who would I be if I passed on free bones?” He reaches down to pick up the skull.
*Can I have a description of your character?*
Your hand reaches through the blood thirsty stalks. As you lift the skull, the vines twitch and tremble, writhing like spine hided serpents. A hot dry breath slides out of the skulls mouth.
*human skeleton in orange-and-green motley with cap and bells and marrote topped with a silver beholder figurehead.*
“That’s also disconcerting. But hey, it’ll just make a cooler ostyluth!”
Another dry rattle washes out from the skull. “Ostyluth?”
“Yeah? They’re bone devils. I’ve been making them lately.”
The vines twist and squirm like a thousand toothed tentacles, lifting the skull from your hand. It rises into the air and stares down at you with thorn weeping eyes, “I’m sorry, but you ain’t gonna use me for your twisted creations.”
“Oh wait shoot, you’re that guy, right? The desert guy?”
The vines curl and twist as the god shifts his weight, “Yes, I am indeed the desert god. You’ve heard of me? Nothing bad I hope.”
“Nah, that’s it. Desert man exists somewhere. That’s the limit of my information.”
“Well, he exists right here before you now. It’s not exactly where I want to be existing but we can’t always have our druthers.”
“Oh. You have a very roundabout way of speaking, you know.”
“Do I? I reckon my tongue likes to wander about as much as my feet.”
“So, uh… what are you doing here?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A thick patch of briars and thornweeds as sprung up in the underworld.
Balatro, who is talking his morning stroll, sees the odd floral presence and runs over to it to investigate.
The air surrounding the patch is dry and the thorns are the needle thin, pain drinking, flesh licking sort that grow along arching red stalks. When you peer inside the tangle of vegetable pain you see the stark white of a skull. The skull of a longhorn cow. The vines poor out of the skulls eye sockets like tears and out of its mouth like vomit and the wrap around the horns like a gentle, stabbing embrace.
“Huh. That’s disconcerting. But who would I be if I passed on free bones?” He reaches down to pick up the skull.
*Can I have a description of your character?*
Your hand reaches through the blood thirsty stalks. As you lift the skull, the vines twitch and tremble, writhing like spine hided serpents. A hot dry breath slides out of the skulls mouth.
*human skeleton in orange-and-green motley with cap and bells and marrote topped with a silver beholder figurehead.*
“That’s also disconcerting. But hey, it’ll just make a cooler ostyluth!”
Another dry rattle washes out from the skull. “Ostyluth?”
“Yeah? They’re bone devils. I’ve been making them lately.”
The vines twist and squirm like a thousand toothed tentacles, lifting the skull from your hand. It rises into the air and stares down at you with thorn weeping eyes, “I’m sorry, but you ain’t gonna use me for your twisted creations.”
“Oh wait shoot, you’re that guy, right? The desert guy?”
The vines curl and twist as the god shifts his weight, “Yes, I am indeed the desert god. You’ve heard of me? Nothing bad I hope.”
“Nah, that’s it. Desert man exists somewhere. That’s the limit of my information.”
“Well, he exists right here before you now. It’s not exactly where I want to be existing but we can’t always have our druthers.”
“Oh. You have a very roundabout way of speaking, you know.”
“Do I? I reckon my tongue likes to wander about as much as my feet.”
“So, uh… what are you doing here?”
“Hunting for fools and fiends. Faltros wishes to cast down the gods and I am the weapon of a god of vengeance.” A thin rattle fills the air as his thorns scrape the dry stone. “Why are you here?”
Cogintius is at the Tower of Kagorax, hoping to negotiate with him before heading off to the underworld to hopefully defeat Faltros and Crotalus once and for all.
Kagorax sits himself down at a table. "So, Cogintius. Here we are. What do you wish to negotiate?"
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
A thick patch of briars and thornweeds as sprung up in the underworld.
Balatro, who is talking his morning stroll, sees the odd floral presence and runs over to it to investigate.
The air surrounding the patch is dry and the thorns are the needle thin, pain drinking, flesh licking sort that grow along arching red stalks. When you peer inside the tangle of vegetable pain you see the stark white of a skull. The skull of a longhorn cow. The vines poor out of the skulls eye sockets like tears and out of its mouth like vomit and the wrap around the horns like a gentle, stabbing embrace.
“Huh. That’s disconcerting. But who would I be if I passed on free bones?” He reaches down to pick up the skull.
*Can I have a description of your character?*
Your hand reaches through the blood thirsty stalks. As you lift the skull, the vines twitch and tremble, writhing like spine hided serpents. A hot dry breath slides out of the skulls mouth.
*human skeleton in orange-and-green motley with cap and bells and marrote topped with a silver beholder figurehead.*
“That’s also disconcerting. But hey, it’ll just make a cooler ostyluth!”
Another dry rattle washes out from the skull. “Ostyluth?”
“Yeah? They’re bone devils. I’ve been making them lately.”
The vines twist and squirm like a thousand toothed tentacles, lifting the skull from your hand. It rises into the air and stares down at you with thorn weeping eyes, “I’m sorry, but you ain’t gonna use me for your twisted creations.”
“Oh wait shoot, you’re that guy, right? The desert guy?”
The vines curl and twist as the god shifts his weight, “Yes, I am indeed the desert god. You’ve heard of me? Nothing bad I hope.”
“Nah, that’s it. Desert man exists somewhere. That’s the limit of my information.”
“Well, he exists right here before you now. It’s not exactly where I want to be existing but we can’t always have our druthers.”
“Oh. You have a very roundabout way of speaking, you know.”
“Do I? I reckon my tongue likes to wander about as much as my feet.”
“So, uh… what are you doing here?”
“Hunting for fools and fiends. Faltros wishes to cast down the gods and I am the weapon of a god of vengeance.” A thin rattle fills the air as his thorns scrape the dry stone. “Why are you here?”
“I work and live here.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Mirthril Dragon is waiting outside of Kag's fortress, nervous about the demons and also the UNKNOWABLE being here as well.
A number of White Abishai led by a Red Abishai stalk toward the dragon. "What is your business here?.." The red one rasps.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Cogintius is at the Tower of Kagorax, hoping to negotiate with him before heading off to the underworld to hopefully defeat Faltros and Crotalus once and for all.
Kagorax sits himself down at a table. "So, Cogintius. Here we are. What do you wish to negotiate?"
"So, as you know, both you and I have a score to settle with Faltros. Perhaps... We could both work together to stop him."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A thick patch of briars and thornweeds as sprung up in the underworld.
Balatro, who is talking his morning stroll, sees the odd floral presence and runs over to it to investigate.
The air surrounding the patch is dry and the thorns are the needle thin, pain drinking, flesh licking sort that grow along arching red stalks. When you peer inside the tangle of vegetable pain you see the stark white of a skull. The skull of a longhorn cow. The vines poor out of the skulls eye sockets like tears and out of its mouth like vomit and the wrap around the horns like a gentle, stabbing embrace.
“Huh. That’s disconcerting. But who would I be if I passed on free bones?” He reaches down to pick up the skull.
*Can I have a description of your character?*
Your hand reaches through the blood thirsty stalks. As you lift the skull, the vines twitch and tremble, writhing like spine hided serpents. A hot dry breath slides out of the skulls mouth.
*human skeleton in orange-and-green motley with cap and bells and marrote topped with a silver beholder figurehead.*
“That’s also disconcerting. But hey, it’ll just make a cooler ostyluth!”
Another dry rattle washes out from the skull. “Ostyluth?”
“Yeah? They’re bone devils. I’ve been making them lately.”
The vines twist and squirm like a thousand toothed tentacles, lifting the skull from your hand. It rises into the air and stares down at you with thorn weeping eyes, “I’m sorry, but you ain’t gonna use me for your twisted creations.”
“Oh wait shoot, you’re that guy, right? The desert guy?”
The vines curl and twist as the god shifts his weight, “Yes, I am indeed the desert god. You’ve heard of me? Nothing bad I hope.”
“Nah, that’s it. Desert man exists somewhere. That’s the limit of my information.”
“Well, he exists right here before you now. It’s not exactly where I want to be existing but we can’t always have our druthers.”
“Oh. You have a very roundabout way of speaking, you know.”
“Do I? I reckon my tongue likes to wander about as much as my feet.”
“So, uh… what are you doing here?”
“Hunting for fools and fiends. Faltros wishes to cast down the gods and I am the weapon of a god of vengeance.” A thin rattle fills the air as his thorns scrape the dry stone. “Why are you here?”
“I work and live here.”
“I see. You wouldn’t mind pointing me in Faltros’s direction, would you?”
A thick patch of briars and thornweeds as sprung up in the underworld.
Balatro, who is talking his morning stroll, sees the odd floral presence and runs over to it to investigate.
The air surrounding the patch is dry and the thorns are the needle thin, pain drinking, flesh licking sort that grow along arching red stalks. When you peer inside the tangle of vegetable pain you see the stark white of a skull. The skull of a longhorn cow. The vines poor out of the skulls eye sockets like tears and out of its mouth like vomit and the wrap around the horns like a gentle, stabbing embrace.
“Huh. That’s disconcerting. But who would I be if I passed on free bones?” He reaches down to pick up the skull.
*Can I have a description of your character?*
Your hand reaches through the blood thirsty stalks. As you lift the skull, the vines twitch and tremble, writhing like spine hided serpents. A hot dry breath slides out of the skulls mouth.
*human skeleton in orange-and-green motley with cap and bells and marrote topped with a silver beholder figurehead.*
“That’s also disconcerting. But hey, it’ll just make a cooler ostyluth!”
Another dry rattle washes out from the skull. “Ostyluth?”
“Yeah? They’re bone devils. I’ve been making them lately.”
The vines twist and squirm like a thousand toothed tentacles, lifting the skull from your hand. It rises into the air and stares down at you with thorn weeping eyes, “I’m sorry, but you ain’t gonna use me for your twisted creations.”
“Oh wait shoot, you’re that guy, right? The desert guy?”
The vines curl and twist as the god shifts his weight, “Yes, I am indeed the desert god. You’ve heard of me? Nothing bad I hope.”
“Nah, that’s it. Desert man exists somewhere. That’s the limit of my information.”
“Well, he exists right here before you now. It’s not exactly where I want to be existing but we can’t always have our druthers.”
“Oh. You have a very roundabout way of speaking, you know.”
“Do I? I reckon my tongue likes to wander about as much as my feet.”
“So, uh… what are you doing here?”
“Hunting for fools and fiends. Faltros wishes to cast down the gods and I am the weapon of a god of vengeance.” A thin rattle fills the air as his thorns scrape the dry stone. “Why are you here?”
“I work and live here.”
“I see. You wouldn’t mind pointing me in Faltros’s direction, would you?”
“Depends.” Balatro says slowly. “Are you planning on trying to kill him?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ten savotra sky dragoons and their scrapers are watching the Tower. They begin to descend upon seeing the Mithril Dragon.
"Well that's not good. I'd tell you boss that Lady Savut has become a problem. Hope your boss ready's for a conflict on the surface" The Mithril says before taking off. He contacts the other two Mithrils still outside of the City to go into hiding.
The Dragon in the City of Peace looks up. "Looks like the snake lady found our leader..."
"Tranquility is important after harsh times. Volumdremaak is very nice, I took a bit of inspiration from her actually. Her side was my favorite when I visited."
“I’m not surprised. It’s not uncommon for those in Splendor to take a vacation to Tenebrous on occasion to relax and distress. Good to see the mortals outside the kingdom have a place like that as well.”
"I'm just Happy the mortals are happy. Get it? Happy?"
The dragon chuckles. “ Yeah. What does the Chaos stand for then?” He asks curiously.
"The chaos of life and love and joy."
“Ah. That makes sense. You’d like Lady Volumdremaak’s brother.” He says sipping his coffee.
*GTG finish later?*
*Sure! See ya!*
*Back.*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Ten savotra sky dragoons and their scrapers are watching the Tower. They begin to descend upon seeing the Mithril Dragon.
"Well that's not good. I'd tell you boss that Lady Savut has become a problem. Hope your boss ready's for a conflict on the surface" The Mithril says before taking off. He contacts the other two Mithrils still outside of the City to go into hiding.
The Dragon in the City of Peace looks up. "Looks like the snake lady found our leader..."
The scrapers follow the dragon.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Tranquility is important after harsh times. Volumdremaak is very nice, I took a bit of inspiration from her actually. Her side was my favorite when I visited."
“I’m not surprised. It’s not uncommon for those in Splendor to take a vacation to Tenebrous on occasion to relax and distress. Good to see the mortals outside the kingdom have a place like that as well.”
"I'm just Happy the mortals are happy. Get it? Happy?"
The dragon chuckles. “ Yeah. What does the Chaos stand for then?” He asks curiously.
"The chaos of life and love and joy."
“Ah. That makes sense. You’d like Lady Volumdremaak’s brother.” He says sipping his coffee.
*GTG finish later?*
*Sure! See ya!*
*Back.*
*yay!*
“Ah. That makes sense. You’d like Lady Volumdremaak’s brother.” He says sipping his coffee. Suddenly he stops and gets a concerned look. "oh no..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Cogintius is at the Tower of Kagorax, hoping to negotiate with him before heading off to the underworld to hopefully defeat Faltros and Crotalus once and for all.
Kagorax sits himself down at a table. "So, Cogintius. Here we are. What do you wish to negotiate?"
"So, as you know, both you and I have a score to settle with Faltros. Perhaps... We could both work together to stop him."
He thinks about this. "I can do that. Though I do not form alliances for the sake of forming alliances. I would expect something for my efforts."
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*how does combat between wills work. i haven’t done it in forever*
You can sacrifice Power Points to deal damage to other Greater Wills, rolling a d6 for every 100 Power Points expended. They then can fight back, in the same way. Whoever has the highest total roll wins the battle. If you have a true artifact, you add 2 the result of each roll I believe.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Mirthril Dragon is waiting outside of Kag's fortress, nervous about the demons and also the UNKNOWABLE being here as well.
A number of White Abishai led by a Red Abishai stalk toward the dragon. "What is your business here?.." The red one rasps.
I am seeking to speak to Cogintius, but I see he is currently busy...
"He issss... debating with our lord." The red Abishai hisses. "I am General Gorthanz of the 3rd Kagox. You are..?"
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
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“So, uh… what are you doing here?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Hunting for fools and fiends. Faltros wishes to cast down the gods and I am the weapon of a god of vengeance.” A thin rattle fills the air as his thorns scrape the dry stone. “Why are you here?”
Kagorax sits himself down at a table. "So, Cogintius. Here we are. What do you wish to negotiate?"
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“I work and live here.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A number of White Abishai led by a Red Abishai stalk toward the dragon. "What is your business here?.." The red one rasps.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
I am seeking to speak to Cogintius, but I see he is currently busy...
"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
"So, as you know, both you and I have a score to settle with Faltros. Perhaps... We could both work together to stop him."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Ten savotra sky dragoons and their scrapers are watching the Tower. They begin to descend upon seeing the Mithril Dragon.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I see. You wouldn’t mind pointing me in Faltros’s direction, would you?”
“Depends.” Balatro says slowly. “Are you planning on trying to kill him?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Well that's not good. I'd tell you boss that Lady Savut has become a problem. Hope your boss ready's for a conflict on the surface" The Mithril says before taking off. He contacts the other two Mithrils still outside of the City to go into hiding.
The Dragon in the City of Peace looks up. "Looks like the snake lady found our leader..."
"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
*Back.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Cut for Jobah*
“I sure do.” says Crotalus.
The scrapers follow the dragon.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*how does combat between wills work. i haven’t done it in forever*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*yay!*
“Ah. That makes sense. You’d like Lady Volumdremaak’s brother.” He says sipping his coffee. Suddenly he stops and gets a concerned look. "oh no..."
"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 thinks about this. "I can do that. Though I do not form alliances for the sake of forming alliances. I would expect something for my efforts."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Happy sighs and stand back up, unholsters his revolver, spinning it in one hand "Where is it happening?" His face is serious and cold.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
You can sacrifice Power Points to deal damage to other Greater Wills, rolling a d6 for every 100 Power Points expended. They then can fight back, in the same way. Whoever has the highest total roll wins the battle. If you have a true artifact, you add 2 the result of each roll I believe.
"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 issss... debating with our lord." The red Abishai hisses. "I am General Gorthanz of the 3rd Kagox. You are..?"
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.