The city has been even more terraformed and now resembles the Twilit Swamp in some ways. Miniscule canals wind through the gridlike streets, large trees hang over buildings, and dragonflies and sun herons now dominate the air. Savut is sending a message to her newly-created medusas, working on her spy bugs, and maintaining the overwhelming military presence. A few giant fire beetles have returned to the city, ridden by odd reptilian creatures. They are certainly savotra, but not of any variety known beforehand.
Happy makes a field around him, anything that gets close absolutely erased as he walks, the buildings sliced to pieces by his very aura “SAVUT! I HAVE COME TO BARGAIN!” He teleports to the top of the clocktower and shouts, the words echoing throughout the city like thunder.
*Poor TF has to get permission to enter lol*
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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%.
Leira sees poor Ilnarthi trying in vain to get the rest of the council's attention. She pulls out a golden flute, and then places the tip on her throat before casting Thaumaturgy, her voice booming over the rest of them.
"SHOUTING WILL NOT GET US ANYWHERE, SETTLE DOWN!!"
Ilnarthi sighs. "Thank you, Leira. Please do the talking." He casts Calm Emotions for good measure.
"Look everyone, I understand things are tense right now, but Happy Chaos wouldn't have created this council in the first place if he didn't think we couldn't run things while he is away. We must focus on what we can do, not what we can't control. Now, if anyone has any idea's or tasks that we should work towards in the meantime, speak you mind....but please, in a calm manner."
Quiet. People think. One person suggests more housing. Another points out that they don't have much space. Quiet again. The, Magister Vok, near the bottom of the council, proposes they take tips from the building of the Temple into their houses. a skeleton covered in thick stone, perfect to keep heat in, or out if needed. This they all seem to agree on.
"Alright, then we can start up a construction plan. We should find those within the city with such skills and set up come shifts. I can help coordinate with my magic. We should also set up so maps of the city so we can come up with a plan for expansion." She says as she goes over some ideas on how to begin this project.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The city has been even more terraformed and now resembles the Twilit Swamp in some ways. Miniscule canals wind through the gridlike streets, large trees hang over buildings, and dragonflies and sun herons now dominate the air. Savut is sending a message to her newly-created medusas, working on her spy bugs, and maintaining the overwhelming military presence. A few giant fire beetles have returned to the city, ridden by odd reptilian creatures. They are certainly savotra, but not of any variety known beforehand.
*yay your here*
The guards see Happy and TF approach. TF slows down when he reaches the walls, I expect Happy does too.
*So the wards are destroyed when too much power collides with them?*
Happy Chaos put a hand on the wards and the guards, along with the rest of the city feel them shutter, until they shatter to pieces. 10,000 power points.
Balatro is telling Faltros that Crotalus wants to talk.
Faltros's back is turned. "Ah, Cogintius. It seems you have finally arrived to stop me. Truly a shame that--" he turns around. "Oh. It is you."
“Sorry if I’m interrupting. That was a good start to your speech though!” Balatro gives him a thumbs-up. “But anyway, there’s someone here who wants to talk to you.”
A dry voice washes in, "Yes, yes there is."
"Oh? And who is this?"
Balatro takes a quick breath. "It's, ah, Crotalus."
"Howdeedoo?" Crotalus strolls in with the rolling step of a cowboy. His spurs flash with lightning and he tips the cowboy hat nestled between his widespread horns with a bony hand.
*Sorry, kinda in and out*
His face turns stern. "Why are you here?"
"Really? Not even a howdy? Y'all not big on hospitality round these parts are y'all?" He shakes his horned head.
*Don't worry, I'll be very in and out too throughout the day.*
*I forget whether or not Faltros knows of Crotalus and the Crown of Slaughter's plot...*
He laughs. "You do realize I rule over the souls of the wicked for a reason, correct?"
*I don't really know. I don't think so but a lot has happened when I was away.*
"Still, there is a common decency to be shown to even your enemies." rattles the desert god, "But I'm not here to criticize your hospitality, as deplorable as it may be. I'm here on account of your god culling."
Leira sees poor Ilnarthi trying in vain to get the rest of the council's attention. She pulls out a golden flute, and then places the tip on her throat before casting Thaumaturgy, her voice booming over the rest of them.
"SHOUTING WILL NOT GET US ANYWHERE, SETTLE DOWN!!"
Ilnarthi sighs. "Thank you, Leira. Please do the talking." He casts Calm Emotions for good measure.
"Look everyone, I understand things are tense right now, but Happy Chaos wouldn't have created this council in the first place if he didn't think we couldn't run things while he is away. We must focus on what we can do, not what we can't control. Now, if anyone has any idea's or tasks that we should work towards in the meantime, speak you mind....but please, in a calm manner."
Quiet. People think. One person suggests more housing. Another points out that they don't have much space. Quiet again. The, Magister Vok, near the bottom of the council, proposes they take tips from the building of the Temple into their houses. a skeleton covered in thick stone, perfect to keep heat in, or out if needed. This they all seem to agree on.
"Alright, then we can start up a construction plan. We should find those within the city with such skills and set up come shifts. I can help coordinate with my magic. We should also set up so maps of the city so we can come up with a plan for expansion." She says as she goes over some ideas on how to begin this project.
Ilnarthi summons a map of the city to help with everything, exhaling in relief.
*gotta go*
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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%.
Balatro is telling Faltros that Crotalus wants to talk.
Faltros's back is turned. "Ah, Cogintius. It seems you have finally arrived to stop me. Truly a shame that--" he turns around. "Oh. It is you."
“Sorry if I’m interrupting. That was a good start to your speech though!” Balatro gives him a thumbs-up. “But anyway, there’s someone here who wants to talk to you.”
A dry voice washes in, "Yes, yes there is."
"Oh? And who is this?"
Balatro takes a quick breath. "It's, ah, Crotalus."
"Howdeedoo?" Crotalus strolls in with the rolling step of a cowboy. His spurs flash with lightning and he tips the cowboy hat nestled between his widespread horns with a bony hand.
*Sorry, kinda in and out*
His face turns stern. "Why are you here?"
"Really? Not even a howdy? Y'all not big on hospitality round these parts are y'all?" He shakes his horned head.
*Don't worry, I'll be very in and out too throughout the day.*
*I forget whether or not Faltros knows of Crotalus and the Crown of Slaughter's plot...*
He laughs. "You do realize I rule over the souls of the wicked for a reason, correct?"
*I don't really know. I don't think so but a lot has happened when I was away.*
"Still, there is a common decency to be shown to even your enemies." rattles the desert god, "But I'm not here to criticize your hospitality, as deplorable as it may be. I'm here on account of your god culling."
"My god culling? Not my torture of mortals, creation of horrifying beasts, or anything of that sort? Oh, well. Even if one of my older times, the Godless Ones was a splendid plan, even if it fell apart. But it was ages ago. I didn't even kill anyone, for crying out loud! I tried, but failed. The only God that died during that time was Herionidus, and the Swarm did that in our alliance. As for my threatening and sometimes killing of other gods, I give them a chance to yield. Nurgul refused to free Balatro. The others were given the choice to bow down to me, flee, or die."
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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
"Really? Not even a howdy? Y'all not big on hospitality round these parts are y'all?" He shakes his horned head.
*Don't worry, I'll be very in and out too throughout the day.*
*I forget whether or not Faltros knows of Crotalus and the Crown of Slaughter's plot...*
He laughs. "You do realize I rule over the souls of the wicked for a reason, correct?"
*I don't really know. I don't think so but a lot has happened when I was away.*
"Still, there is a common decency to be shown to even your enemies." rattles the desert god, "But I'm not here to criticize your hospitality, as deplorable as it may be. I'm here on account of your god culling."
"My god culling? Not my torture of mortals, creation of horrifying beasts, or anything of that sort? Oh, well. Even if one of my older times, the Godless Ones was a splendid plan, even if it fell apart. But it was ages ago. I didn't even kill anyone, for crying out loud! I tried, but failed. The only God that died during that time was Herionidus, and the Swarm did that in our alliance. As for my threatening and sometimes killing of other gods, I give them a chance to yield. Nurgul refused to free Balatro. The others were given the choice to bow down to me, flee, or die."
The Voice of the Desert speaks, "I've given life to the scorpion and the rattling serpent. The buzzard and the hog. The coyote and the spider widow and the blood bat. The beasts of the wilds aren't meant to be tame so I don't fault you there. The lot of the villainous is pain. They chose to walk a crooked, self-serving path in life, their punishment is just. I can't fault you there either. If you kept yourself to your domains we wouldn't have a problem. But you're a prideful fool, aren't you? You wished to grasp more than your hands could hold and you've tortured the living. I've seen peoples torn to pieces due to your actions. I've seen twisted gods born out of blood your hand has spilled. I ain't about to sit to the side as you continue to harm the world with your hubris."
The Gut, having surveyed the surrounding world, slams into the earth with a noise that can be heard from the Underworld. Then it rises and slams down again. Water begins to spray up from the cracks in the soil, flooding the barren ground. The water keeps coming out, until eventually it forms a sea, teeming with life. A drawbridge comes down from the Gut as Barbeau rings a bell, calling mortals in from all over the world. They climb aboard, desperate for any semblance of peace or safety.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Gut, having surveyed the surrounding world, slams into the earth with a noise that can be heard from the Underworld. Then it rises and slams down again. Water begins to spray up from the cracks in the soil, flooding the barren ground. The water keeps coming out, until eventually it forms a sea, teeming with life. A drawbridge comes down from the Gut as Barbeau rings a bell, calling mortals in from all over the world. They climb aboard, desperate for any semblance of peace or safety.
*Awesome, if Crotalus wasn't tied up in the Underworld he'd check it out.*
*so here's version 1 of my attempt at a map of the Smorgasworld. tell me what else i need to add because i'm having trouble remembering all the important locations*
The Gut, having surveyed the surrounding world, slams into the earth with a noise that can be heard from the Underworld. Then it rises and slams down again. Water begins to spray up from the cracks in the soil, flooding the barren ground. The water keeps coming out, until eventually it forms a sea, teeming with life. A drawbridge comes down from the Gut as Barbeau rings a bell, calling mortals in from all over the world. They climb aboard, desperate for any semblance of peace or safety.
The Gut, having surveyed the surrounding world, slams into the earth with a noise that can be heard from the Underworld. Then it rises and slams down again. Water begins to spray up from the cracks in the soil, flooding the barren ground. The water keeps coming out, until eventually it forms a sea, teeming with life. A drawbridge comes down from the Gut as Barbeau rings a bell, calling mortals in from all over the world. They climb aboard, desperate for any semblance of peace or safety.
*there's already a sea*
*There can be multiple seas*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
a pack of human-sized, dark-furred lions with saber teeth prowl in, following one of their number with a divine aura.
Cultists in warm clothes attempt to place frozen garlands and icy wreathes on the lions while clearing the way to a wendigo in a white suit. He watches the lions silently, drumming his claws on the arm of his chair.
Zeon feels the power of Xezithic swell before stopping, which feels strange and uneasy to the Emperor. Then it feels Xezithic meld with its mind, going stiff before slumping a bit. The aura around Zeon suddenly feels more powerful, more primordial. Zeon stands up straight, and many eyes are now open, glowing with various colors, all alien and unlike Zeon's normal eyes. Xezithic looks over at the other aspects and the rats, before its multi-eyed gaze falls on the leader.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon feels the power of Xezithic swell before stopping, which feels strange and uneasy to the Emperor. Then it feels Xezithic meld with its mind, going stiff before slumping a bit. The aura around Zeon suddenly feels more powerful, more primordial. Zeon stands up straight, and many eyes are now open, glowing with various colors, all alien and unlike Zeon's normal eyes. Xezithic looks over at the other aspects and the rats, before its multi-eyed gaze falls on the leader.
*Poor TF has to get permission to enter lol*
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.
"Alright, then we can start up a construction plan. We should find those within the city with such skills and set up come shifts. I can help coordinate with my magic. We should also set up so maps of the city so we can come up with a plan for expansion." She says as she goes over some ideas on how to begin this project.
"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 the wards are destroyed when too much power collides with them?*
Happy Chaos put a hand on the wards and the guards, along with the rest of the city feel them shutter, until they shatter to pieces. 10,000 power points.
*I don't really know. I don't think so but a lot has happened when I was away.*
"Still, there is a common decency to be shown to even your enemies." rattles the desert god, "But I'm not here to criticize your hospitality, as deplorable as it may be. I'm here on account of your god culling."
Ilnarthi summons a map of the city to help with everything, exhaling in relief.
*gotta go*
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.
Quiet is holding a festival at his mansion.
The Gut roams the lands, surveying the madness and torment that has been wrought.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"My god culling? Not my torture of mortals, creation of horrifying beasts, or anything of that sort? Oh, well. Even if one of my older times, the Godless Ones was a splendid plan, even if it fell apart. But it was ages ago. I didn't even kill anyone, for crying out loud! I tried, but failed. The only God that died during that time was Herionidus, and the Swarm did that in our alliance. As for my threatening and sometimes killing of other gods, I give them a chance to yield. Nurgul refused to free Balatro. The others were given the choice to bow down to me, flee, or die."
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
The Voice of the Desert speaks, "I've given life to the scorpion and the rattling serpent. The buzzard and the hog. The coyote and the spider widow and the blood bat. The beasts of the wilds aren't meant to be tame so I don't fault you there. The lot of the villainous is pain. They chose to walk a crooked, self-serving path in life, their punishment is just. I can't fault you there either. If you kept yourself to your domains we wouldn't have a problem. But you're a prideful fool, aren't you? You wished to grasp more than your hands could hold and you've tortured the living. I've seen peoples torn to pieces due to your actions. I've seen twisted gods born out of blood your hand has spilled. I ain't about to sit to the side as you continue to harm the world with your hubris."
The Gut, having surveyed the surrounding world, slams into the earth with a noise that can be heard from the Underworld. Then it rises and slams down again. Water begins to spray up from the cracks in the soil, flooding the barren ground. The water keeps coming out, until eventually it forms a sea, teeming with life. A drawbridge comes down from the Gut as Barbeau rings a bell, calling mortals in from all over the world. They climb aboard, desperate for any semblance of peace or safety.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Awesome, if Crotalus wasn't tied up in the Underworld he'd check it out.*
*the storm lords ocean isn't connected to the river of heironidus, and its got a bunch of rivers that both come from and feed into it.*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*there's already a sea*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*There can be multiple seas*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
a pack of human-sized, dark-furred lions with saber teeth prowl in, following one of their number with a divine aura.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Cultists in warm clothes attempt to place frozen garlands and icy wreathes on the lions while clearing the way to a wendigo in a white suit. He watches the lions silently, drumming his claws on the arm of his chair.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Aemulus/Arsendir is frantically looking for Savut, seeing the wards have been breached.
Zeon feels the power of Xezithic swell before stopping, which feels strange and uneasy to the Emperor. Then it feels Xezithic meld with its mind, going stiff before slumping a bit. The aura around Zeon suddenly feels more powerful, more primordial. Zeon stands up straight, and many eyes are now open, glowing with various colors, all alien and unlike Zeon's normal eyes. Xezithic looks over at the other aspects and the rats, before its multi-eyed gaze falls on the 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
They can feel Happy’s aura, absolutely shaking with rage and power. Headed his way.
The leader scurries closer to Zeon, curious.
Arsendir dissipates into a swarm of flies In fear and teleports to some secret, fun safe place within the city.