*Welp, I can't read. My bad. We now return to our regularly scheduled fight to the death.*
"You are powerless to stop me! I AM FEAR ITSELF!" He laughs at Crotalus's attacks. Ghostly apparitions appear all around, releasing painfully loud and despairing screams that full Crotalus with dread and pain. The area temporarily becomes desert-like, with cacti and such. It all burns, scorching him and returning everything to before. Then, finally, Faltros slashes again with his sword. 30,000 power points total. 4035
"Scorching a desert god with desert heat?" Crotalus laughs, "For a second there it felt like I was back at home." Then the sword strike hits. Crotalus is thrown back, the tip of one of his horns has been severed and smoke rises from the cracked tip.
"I may not be the one to stop you, but you'll fall one way or another." He rises into the air, riding a tornado bareback using lightning as reigns. With one hand, he fires scorpion sting, sandstorm swallow, jackal bite, snake fang, spider venom, cactus thorn bullets that tear through the air like death and terror. The desert god Crotalus, lord of the wasteland, of starvation, of honesty, and of struggle rides his tornado straight at you and hits you with canyon knees, mesa elbows, horns of herds, and sand stomping boots.
*I'm probably going to have to break that roll up.*
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3475
3519
526
He cries out in pain, but gets back up. "Why are you still fighting? Don't you know I've won?" He laughs as he asks.
A mockery of the City of Order rises up. All of the buildings suddenly crumble to the ground, and the wreckage all floats directly towards Crotalus and nearly crushes him, still doing a ton of damage either way. Then, Faltros retaliates with some creatures of his own. A swarm of dragons appear and all use their own breath weapon against him. He's burned, froze, shocked, poisoned and corroded, all at the same time. The spirits of the wicked arise, grabbing at Crotalus's heel, threatening to pull him down. A large amount of pillars of flame, smaller versions of the one he and his warlocks first revealed themselves to the world from, all beam down on Crotalus. Finally, Faltros slashes Crotalus again. In total, 80,000 power points. 10786
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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
TF has entered the underworld. He's determined to help end the war now he's powerful enough.
Happy Chaos stands by his side, brothers in arms despite his intense rage, his revolver still glowing with power.
Tf is in the Golden Phaeron form. He looks toward the palace. "Looks like someone got to Faltros before us."
"So it'll making killing them both all the easier for us."
"I sense another overwill here. And I believe Kagorax, the one you found in that tower, is also here." Tf thinks. "We should be careful."
"Care will be worthless if we fail to stop this war. All petals must burn."
The Fathomless sighs. "If you say so." he marches forward, then stops as he sees the devastation the Kag's army has wrought on the local devil population.
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
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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.
*Welp, I can't read. My bad. We now return to our regularly scheduled fight to the death.*
"You are powerless to stop me! I AM FEAR ITSELF!" He laughs at Crotalus's attacks. Ghostly apparitions appear all around, releasing painfully loud and despairing screams that full Crotalus with dread and pain. The area temporarily becomes desert-like, with cacti and such. It all burns, scorching him and returning everything to before. Then, finally, Faltros slashes again with his sword. 30,000 power points total. 4035
"Scorching a desert god with desert heat?" Crotalus laughs, "For a second there it felt like I was back at home." Then the sword strike hits. Crotalus is thrown back, the tip of one of his horns has been severed and smoke rises from the cracked tip.
"I may not be the one to stop you, but you'll fall one way or another." He rises into the air, riding a tornado bareback using lightning as reigns. With one hand, he fires scorpion sting, sandstorm swallow, jackal bite, snake fang, spider venom, cactus thorn bullets that tear through the air like death and terror. The desert god Crotalus, lord of the wasteland, of starvation, of honesty, and of struggle rides his tornado straight at you and hits you with canyon knees, mesa elbows, horns of herds, and sand stomping boots.
*I'm probably going to have to break that roll up.*
3637
3475
3519
526
He cries out in pain, but gets back up. "Why are you still fighting? Don't you know I've won?" He laughs as he asks.
A mockery of the City of Order rises up. All of the buildings suddenly crumble to the ground, and the wreckage all floats directly towards Crotalus and nearly crushes him, still doing a ton of damage either way. Then, Faltros retaliates with some creatures of his own. A swarm of dragons appear and all use their own breath weapon against him. He's burned, froze, shocked, poisoned and corroded, all at the same time. The spirits of the wicked arise, grabbing at Crotalus's heel, threatening to pull him down. A large amount of pillars of flame, smaller versions of the one he and his warlocks first revealed themselves to the world from, all beam down on Crotalus. Finally, Faltros slashes Crotalus again. In total, 80,000 power points. Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Really? It was a normal roll, then I look away for 5 seconds and it changed to the error.
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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
TF has entered the underworld. He's determined to help end the war now he's powerful enough.
Happy Chaos stands by his side, brothers in arms despite his intense rage, his revolver still glowing with power.
Tf is in the Golden Phaeron form. He looks toward the palace. "Looks like someone got to Faltros before us."
"So it'll making killing them both all the easier for us."
"I sense another overwill here. And I believe Kagorax, the one you found in that tower, is also here." Tf thinks. "We should be careful."
"Care will be worthless if we fail to stop this war. All petals must burn."
The Fathomless sighs. "If you say so." he marches forward, then stops as he sees the devastation the Kag's army has wrought on the local devil population.
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
"I understand, Happy. Tiredness is something gods, demons and mortals all have. One of their only likenesses. Both of us are rather taxed. I have heard that High Priest Ilnarthi is experiencing problems with tiredness because of his weighty responsibility while we're gone."
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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%.
The Gut has reached the City of Peace, and has stopped at the gates (I assume there are gates of some sort). The storm overhead has begun to fade. Barbeau silently observes the larger city from the monstrous perch atop his own.
Leira is still overseeing the construction, the two Mithril dragons helping out with the physical labor while Alabastor helps out with his magic. Occasionally Leira sends Nathaniel, her golden canary, to the Temple nearby.
"Ahoy!" calls Barbeau's amplified voice. "Is this the City of Peace?"
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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.
TF has entered the underworld. He's determined to help end the war now he's powerful enough.
Happy Chaos stands by his side, brothers in arms despite his intense rage, his revolver still glowing with power.
Tf is in the Golden Phaeron form. He looks toward the palace. "Looks like someone got to Faltros before us."
"So it'll making killing them both all the easier for us."
"I sense another overwill here. And I believe Kagorax, the one you found in that tower, is also here." Tf thinks. "We should be careful."
"Care will be worthless if we fail to stop this war. All petals must burn."
The Fathomless sighs. "If you say so." he marches forward, then stops as he sees the devastation the Kag's army has wrought on the local devil population.
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
"I understand, Happy. Tiredness is something gods, demons and mortals all have. One of their only likenesses. Both of us are rather taxed. I have heard that High Priest Ilnarthi is experiencing problems with tiredness because of his weighty responsibility while we're gone."
"I hope the weight does not become too much to bare in our absence. I will likely have to protect the city with a magical ward once we return. I can only hope the council is not worried about anything too much."
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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.
The Gut has reached the City of Peace, and has stopped at the gates (I assume there are gates of some sort). The storm overhead has begun to fade. Barbeau silently observes the larger city from the monstrous perch atop his own.
Leira is still overseeing the construction, the two Mithril dragons helping out with the physical labor while Alabastor helps out with his magic. Occasionally Leira sends Nathaniel, her golden canary, to the Temple nearby.
"Ahoy!" calls Barbeau's amplified voice. "Is this the City of Peace?"
Leira looks over in the direction of Barbeau and holds her golden flute up to her throat to cast Thaumaturgy. “Yes this is, welcome stranger!”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
TF has entered the underworld. He's determined to help end the war now he's powerful enough.
Happy Chaos stands by his side, brothers in arms despite his intense rage, his revolver still glowing with power.
Tf is in the Golden Phaeron form. He looks toward the palace. "Looks like someone got to Faltros before us."
"So it'll making killing them both all the easier for us."
"I sense another overwill here. And I believe Kagorax, the one you found in that tower, is also here." Tf thinks. "We should be careful."
"Care will be worthless if we fail to stop this war. All petals must burn."
The Fathomless sighs. "If you say so." he marches forward, then stops as he sees the devastation the Kag's army has wrought on the local devil population.
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
"I understand, Happy. Tiredness is something gods, demons and mortals all have. One of their only likenesses. Both of us are rather taxed. I have heard that High Priest Ilnarthi is experiencing problems with tiredness because of his weighty responsibility while we're gone."
"I hope the weight does not become too much to bare in our absence. I will likely have to protect the city with a magical ward once we return. I can only hope the council is not worried about anything too much."
*Whoops just quoted and didn't write anything*
"They have support from Mephilia's Mithril dragons and an aspect of mephilia called Leira. They will endure." Tf seems to become more serious at the words 'Once we return'.
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%.
The Gut has reached the City of Peace, and has stopped at the gates (I assume there are gates of some sort). The storm overhead has begun to fade. Barbeau silently observes the larger city from the monstrous perch atop his own.
Leira is still overseeing the construction, the two Mithril dragons helping out with the physical labor while Alabastor helps out with his magic. Occasionally Leira sends Nathaniel, her golden canary, to the Temple nearby.
"Ahoy!" calls Barbeau's amplified voice. "Is this the City of Peace?"
Leira looks over in the direction of Barbeau and holds her golden flute up to her throat to cast Thaumaturgy. “Yes this is, welcome stranger!”
"I am a Demon of Peace, and of Forge and Water. I would like to provide you with assistance." Barbeau raises his knife, which flashes bright red as lesser demons begin to rise from dust and rubble. They conjure building tools and supplies and stand at attention.
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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 has reached the City of Peace, and has stopped at the gates (I assume there are gates of some sort). The storm overhead has begun to fade. Barbeau silently observes the larger city from the monstrous perch atop his own.
Leira is still overseeing the construction, the two Mithril dragons helping out with the physical labor while Alabastor helps out with his magic. Occasionally Leira sends Nathaniel, her golden canary, to the Temple nearby.
"Ahoy!" calls Barbeau's amplified voice. "Is this the City of Peace?"
Leira looks over in the direction of Barbeau and holds her golden flute up to her throat to cast Thaumaturgy. “Yes this is, welcome stranger!”
"I am a Demon of Peace, and of Forge and Water. I would like to provide you with assistance." Barbeau raises his knife, which flashes bright red as lesser demons begin to rise from dust and rubble. They conjure building tools and supplies and stand at attention.
Leira looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
*For Gibber.* Crotalus is bombarded with your attacks and he feels them. The wicked souls grabbing at his boot feel the burning blade of his spurs as he stamps them back down. He feels the dragon’s poison and flame bathe his bones, so he bullet fires revolver rounds of wild fire flame and diamondback venom into you.
TF has entered the underworld. He's determined to help end the war now he's powerful enough.
Happy Chaos stands by his side, brothers in arms despite his intense rage, his revolver still glowing with power.
Tf is in the Golden Phaeron form. He looks toward the palace. "Looks like someone got to Faltros before us."
"So it'll making killing them both all the easier for us."
"I sense another overwill here. And I believe Kagorax, the one you found in that tower, is also here." Tf thinks. "We should be careful."
"Care will be worthless if we fail to stop this war. All petals must burn."
The Fathomless sighs. "If you say so." he marches forward, then stops as he sees the devastation the Kag's army has wrought on the local devil population.
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
"I understand, Happy. Tiredness is something gods, demons and mortals all have. One of their only likenesses. Both of us are rather taxed. I have heard that High Priest Ilnarthi is experiencing problems with tiredness because of his weighty responsibility while we're gone."
"I hope the weight does not become too much to bare in our absence. I will likely have to protect the city with a magical ward once we return. I can only hope the council is not worried about anything too much."
*Whoops just quoted and didn't write anything*
"They have support from Mephilia's Mithril dragons and an aspect of mephilia called Leira. They will endure." Tf seems to become more serious at the words 'Once we return'.
“I hope they do. They will need a strong leader, and when you return you will have to lead them. Let us go friend, into the depths of death and violence.”
Leira looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
When Ilnarthi receives the news, his reply comes quickly. It is, however in a nearly illegible handwriting and a language that Leira doesn't understand.
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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%.
The Gut has reached the City of Peace, and has stopped at the gates (I assume there are gates of some sort). The storm overhead has begun to fade. Barbeau silently observes the larger city from the monstrous perch atop his own.
Leira is still overseeing the construction, the two Mithril dragons helping out with the physical labor while Alabastor helps out with his magic. Occasionally Leira sends Nathaniel, her golden canary, to the Temple nearby.
"Ahoy!" calls Barbeau's amplified voice. "Is this the City of Peace?"
Leira looks over in the direction of Barbeau and holds her golden flute up to her throat to cast Thaumaturgy. “Yes this is, welcome stranger!”
"I am a Demon of Peace, and of Forge and Water. I would like to provide you with assistance." Barbeau raises his knife, which flashes bright red as lesser demons begin to rise from dust and rubble. They conjure building tools and supplies and stand at attention.
Leira looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
"Of course. Proper procedure is necessary. I shouldn't have even considered otherwise. Thank you for considering my offer. The mere concept of a City of Peace intrigues me. I have been trying to make something similar since the Old World, but the requirement for global travel made it so that I couldn't make it as big as I needed. Having the mortals come to you is a brilliant move, but could have some problems."
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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.
Leira looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
When Ilnarthi receives the news, his reply comes quickly. It is, however in a nearly illegible handwriting and a language that Leira doesn't understand.
Leira sighs and send another letter to Ilnarthi, the words written with concern. “I understand that you are truly worried about your Will and their potential fates. However I am unable to understand you when you write in a language I don’t know. Please try to calm yourself, we have to stay strong for the people here. And I can’t do that without your help dear.”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
TF has entered the underworld. He's determined to help end the war now he's powerful enough.
Happy Chaos stands by his side, brothers in arms despite his intense rage, his revolver still glowing with power.
Tf is in the Golden Phaeron form. He looks toward the palace. "Looks like someone got to Faltros before us."
"So it'll making killing them both all the easier for us."
"I sense another overwill here. And I believe Kagorax, the one you found in that tower, is also here." Tf thinks. "We should be careful."
"Care will be worthless if we fail to stop this war. All petals must burn."
The Fathomless sighs. "If you say so." he marches forward, then stops as he sees the devastation the Kag's army has wrought on the local devil population.
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
"I understand, Happy. Tiredness is something gods, demons and mortals all have. One of their only likenesses. Both of us are rather taxed. I have heard that High Priest Ilnarthi is experiencing problems with tiredness because of his weighty responsibility while we're gone."
"I hope the weight does not become too much to bare in our absence. I will likely have to protect the city with a magical ward once we return. I can only hope the council is not worried about anything too much."
*Whoops just quoted and didn't write anything*
"They have support from Mephilia's Mithril dragons and an aspect of mephilia called Leira. They will endure." Tf seems to become more serious at the words 'Once we return'.
“I hope they do. They will need a strong leader, and when you return you will have to lead them. Let us go friend, into the depths of death and violence.”
TF follows happy, whispering an odd rhyme in an odeer language that Happy somehow understands.
When darkest depths of evil spawn their dreadful things
A lone good soul battles through on radiant wings
It reaches for the light as the bad take flight
And the priests all sing their hymns
Light prevails once again
Yet there will be a time when darkness falls
And no god can kill it all
Times of war and violence spread
Heaps upon heaps of bodies dead
Until the good soul comes again
*Gtg guys*
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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 looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
When Ilnarthi receives the news, his reply comes quickly. It is, however in a nearly illegible handwriting and a language that Leira doesn't understand.
Leira sighs and send another letter to Ilnarthi, the words written with concern. “I understand that you are truly worried about your Will and their potential fates. However I am unable to understand you when you write in a language I don’t know. Please try to calm yourself, we have to stay strong for the people here. And I can’t do that without your help dear.”
The next letter arrives. it says, "My mind is overwhelmed. I cannot channel this much energy (illegible scribbling) I need help. I am going insane. My answer is currently no."
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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 looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
When Ilnarthi receives the news, his reply comes quickly. It is, however in a nearly illegible handwriting and a language that Leira doesn't understand.
Leira sighs and send another letter to Ilnarthi, the words written with concern. “I understand that you are truly worried about your Will and their potential fates. However I am unable to understand you when you write in a language I don’t know. Please try to calm yourself, we have to stay strong for the people here. And I can’t do that without your help dear.”
The next letter arrives. it says, "My mind is overwhelmed. I cannot channel this much energy (illegible scribbling) I need help. I am going insane. My answer is currently no."
“What sort of help do you need?” Leira asks, sending a letter as she is heading towards the temple.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
He cries out in pain, but gets back up. "Why are you still fighting? Don't you know I've won?" He laughs as he asks.
A mockery of the City of Order rises up. All of the buildings suddenly crumble to the ground, and the wreckage all floats directly towards Crotalus and nearly crushes him, still doing a ton of damage either way. Then, Faltros retaliates with some creatures of his own. A swarm of dragons appear and all use their own breath weapon against him. He's burned, froze, shocked, poisoned and corroded, all at the same time. The spirits of the wicked arise, grabbing at Crotalus's heel, threatening to pull him down. A large amount of pillars of flame, smaller versions of the one he and his warlocks first revealed themselves to the world from, all beam down on Crotalus. Finally, Faltros slashes Crotalus again. In total, 80,000 power points. 10786
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
Happy Chaos follows after "I apologize for being this way recently, I'm just so tired, ya know?"
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
*Dice gods say 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
Really? It was a normal roll, then I look away for 5 seconds and it changed to the error.
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
"I understand, Happy. Tiredness is something gods, demons and mortals all have. One of their only likenesses. Both of us are rather taxed. I have heard that High Priest Ilnarthi is experiencing problems with tiredness because of his weighty responsibility while we're gone."
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.
"Ahoy!" calls Barbeau's amplified voice. "Is this the City of Peace?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I hope the weight does not become too much to bare in our absence. I will likely have to protect the city with a magical ward once we return. I can only hope the council is not worried about anything too much."
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
Leira looks over in the direction of Barbeau and holds her golden flute up to her throat to cast Thaumaturgy. “Yes this is, welcome stranger!”
"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
*Whoops just quoted and didn't write anything*
"They have support from Mephilia's Mithril dragons and an aspect of mephilia called Leira. They will endure." Tf seems to become more serious at the words 'Once we return'.
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 a Demon of Peace, and of Forge and Water. I would like to provide you with assistance." Barbeau raises his knife, which flashes bright red as lesser demons begin to rise from dust and rubble. They conjure building tools and supplies and stand at attention.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Leira looks at the demons with the a bit of concern, unsure about this new development. “Let me at least inform my fellow council members. I don’t wish to make any decision without their input. “She would send out a few canaries to seek out the rest of the Council of Peace.
"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
*For Gibber.*
Crotalus is bombarded with your attacks and he feels them. The wicked souls grabbing at his boot feel the burning blade of his spurs as he stamps them back down. He feels the dragon’s poison and flame bathe his bones, so he bullet fires revolver rounds of wild fire flame and diamondback venom into you.
90,000 points
3205
“I hope they do. They will need a strong leader, and when you return you will have to lead them. Let us go friend, into the depths of death and violence.”
When Ilnarthi receives the news, his reply comes quickly. It is, however in a nearly illegible handwriting and a language that Leira doesn't understand.
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.
"Of course. Proper procedure is necessary. I shouldn't have even considered otherwise. Thank you for considering my offer. The mere concept of a City of Peace intrigues me. I have been trying to make something similar since the Old World, but the requirement for global travel made it so that I couldn't make it as big as I needed. Having the mortals come to you is a brilliant move, but could have some problems."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Leira sighs and send another letter to Ilnarthi, the words written with concern. “I understand that you are truly worried about your Will and their potential fates. However I am unable to understand you when you write in a language I don’t know. Please try to calm yourself, we have to stay strong for the people here. And I can’t do that without your help dear.”
"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
TF follows happy, whispering an odd rhyme in an odeer language that Happy somehow understands.
When darkest depths of evil spawn their dreadful things
A lone good soul battles through on radiant wings
It reaches for the light as the bad take flight
And the priests all sing their hymns
Light prevails once again
Yet there will be a time when darkness falls
And no god can kill it all
Times of war and violence spread
Heaps upon heaps of bodies dead
Until the good soul comes again
*Gtg guys*
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.
The next letter arrives. it says, "My mind is overwhelmed. I cannot channel this much energy (illegible scribbling) I need help. I am going insane. My answer is currently no."
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.
“What sort of help do you need?” Leira asks, sending a letter as she is heading towards the temple.
"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
*hmm...*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye