*These are just updates to situations. I'll RP later.*
The most perceptive of the City of Order's guards can notice a frail old man approaching, still far away but getting closer and closer. *Question for Jobah and Aemulus: Did the cleanup involve anything about the mortal's memories? I'd imagine they'd probably mention Savut saying Cog is dead. Plus, the clerics and maybe the elders would have resistance to mind numbing effects due to their connection with Cog.*
The underworld continues to issue it's warning that all Wills within it should be destroyed. The 9 pillars of flame ominously hum.
Gibber is pondering new Will stuff, and summarizing his current Will stuff.
*not on Savut’s end, but it’s highly possible that Arsendir did something*
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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 Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
The Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
*These are just updates to situations. I'll RP later.*
The most perceptive of the City of Order's guards can notice a frail old man approaching, still far away but getting closer and closer. *Question for Jobah and Aemulus: Did the cleanup involve anything about the mortal's memories? I'd imagine they'd probably mention Savut saying Cog is dead. Plus, the clerics and maybe the elders would have resistance to mind numbing effects due to their connection with Cog.*
The underworld continues to issue it's warning that all Wills within it should be destroyed. The 9 pillars of flame ominously hum.
Gibber is pondering new Will stuff, and summarizing his current Will stuff.
Cog would notice the massive Skulls floating around the outskirts, healing people or absorbing soul. Their seems to have been some sort of attack in the area recently but these skulls are helping the people, though they don't approach too close to the City of Order.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
He rolls his shoulder and walks over to them “There are other ways in, take them or die. This is Forerir’s land, and he isn’t here, which means I’m in charge. So your options are to go to the checkpoints, or to be turned into a paste, I recommend the first.” He picks them up with one hand by the shoulder and get ready to throw them there.
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
He rolls his shoulder and walks over to them “There are other ways in, take them or die. This is Forerir’s land, and he isn’t here, which means I’m in charge. So your options are to go to the checkpoints, or to be turned into a paste, I recommend the first.” He picks them up with one hand by the shoulder and get ready to throw them there.
The shoulder quite literally comes off as Slayer feels the squirming of the bugs under the cloak. “Oh, I believe you’ll find that task” They stare straight through the Slayers immortal soul. “Quite difficult.”
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
Slayer sees this and sighs, before walking over to the border. He puts one sharps fingernail in the ground and draws a line in between them, purple shadow leaking from the line, making anything it touches disappear “Please don’t go across this line. You don’t have to say anything, if you cross this line I’ll just have to fight you. Goodbye.” He walks to a chair of bats and sits there, crossing his legs.
The Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
He rolls his shoulder and walks over to them “There are other ways in, take them or die. This is Forerir’s land, and he isn’t here, which means I’m in charge. So your options are to go to the checkpoints, or to be turned into a paste, I recommend the first.” He picks them up with one hand by the shoulder and get ready to throw them there.
The shoulder quite literally comes off as Slayer feels the squirming of the bugs under the cloak. “Oh, I believe you’ll find that task” They stare straight through the Slayers immortal soul. “Quite difficult.”
He smiles and cracks his neck “Oh it seems you don’t know how much I like a good challenge. How about we see how things go another time though, when I have more wine to share with you?” He crushes the shoulder in his hand and rubs the rest off with a napkin.
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
Slayer sees this and sighs, before walking over to the border. He puts one sharps fingernail in the ground and draws a line in between them, purple shadow leaking from the line, making anything it touches disappear “Please don’t go across this line. You don’t have to say anything, if you cross this line I’ll just have to fight you. Goodbye.” He walks to a chair of bats and sits there, crossing his legs.
The Skull doesn't acknowledge the threat, but never crosses the line. It seems the Skull is here to handle the forest, not to intrude. The wildlife becomes more abundant so the giants can hunt or collect more live stock, mounts, or animal companions or fey beast companions and the trees grow the various fruits the giants like to eat while they work and the various types of magical wood that the giants use for various crafting uses.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
Slayer sees this and sighs, before walking over to the border. He puts one sharps fingernail in the ground and draws a line in between them, purple shadow leaking from the line, making anything it touches disappear “Please don’t go across this line. You don’t have to say anything, if you cross this line I’ll just have to fight you. Goodbye.” He walks to a chair of bats and sits there, crossing his legs.
The Skull doesn't acknowledge the threat, but never crosses the line. It seems the Skull is here to handle the forest, not to intrude. The wildlife becomes more abundant so the giants can hunt or collect more live stock, mounts, or animal companions or fey beast companions and the trees grow the various fruits the giants like to eat while they work and the various types of magical wood that the giants use for various crafting uses.
He watches the giants, occasionally staring for what they’re hunting, and doing something to instantly kill it without getting close. He then decides he’s bored and walks into Visk’s forest, simply curious having the skull creature and what it’s doing, because he’s nosey.
The Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
He rolls his shoulder and walks over to them “There are other ways in, take them or die. This is Forerir’s land, and he isn’t here, which means I’m in charge. So your options are to go to the checkpoints, or to be turned into a paste, I recommend the first.” He picks them up with one hand by the shoulder and get ready to throw them there.
The shoulder quite literally comes off as Slayer feels the squirming of the bugs under the cloak. “Oh, I believe you’ll find that task” They stare straight through the Slayers immortal soul. “Quite difficult.”
He smiles and cracks his neck “Oh it seems you don’t know how much I like a good challenge. How about we see how things go another time though, when I have more wine to share with you?” He crushes the shoulder in his hand and rubs the rest off with a napkin.
“yowch. And all I wanted was a little small talk. How about I get you some wine then?”
The Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
He rolls his shoulder and walks over to them “There are other ways in, take them or die. This is Forerir’s land, and he isn’t here, which means I’m in charge. So your options are to go to the checkpoints, or to be turned into a paste, I recommend the first.” He picks them up with one hand by the shoulder and get ready to throw them there.
The shoulder quite literally comes off as Slayer feels the squirming of the bugs under the cloak. “Oh, I believe you’ll find that task” They stare straight through the Slayers immortal soul. “Quite difficult.”
He smiles and cracks his neck “Oh it seems you don’t know how much I like a good challenge. How about we see how things go another time though, when I have more wine to share with you?” He crushes the shoulder in his hand and rubs the rest off with a napkin.
“yowch. And all I wanted was a little small talk. How about I get you some wine then?”
“Oh, you want to stay so you try and bribe me. I’ll take the bait.” He falls into a chair made of flying bats and crosses his legs “Name?”
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
Slayer sees this and sighs, before walking over to the border. He puts one sharps fingernail in the ground and draws a line in between them, purple shadow leaking from the line, making anything it touches disappear “Please don’t go across this line. You don’t have to say anything, if you cross this line I’ll just have to fight you. Goodbye.” He walks to a chair of bats and sits there, crossing his legs.
The Skull doesn't acknowledge the threat, but never crosses the line. It seems the Skull is here to handle the forest, not to intrude. The wildlife becomes more abundant so the giants can hunt or collect more live stock, mounts, or animal companions or fey beast companions and the trees grow the various fruits the giants like to eat while they work and the various types of magical wood that the giants use for various crafting uses.
He watches the giants, occasionally staring for what they’re hunting, and doing something to instantly kill it without getting close. He then decides he’s bored and walks into Visk’s forest, simply curious having the skull creature and what it’s doing, because he’s nosey.
After some time,the skull would turn to Slayer. He can see it seems to be made from hearty and heathy wood and verdant vines, ivy, and other foliage covered in multi-colored flowers. Green fire dances in the eye sockets. The Skull speaks, in a voice that is eerily similar to Visk's. "You are familiar to me...you have met the being my essence was created from....."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
Slayer sees this and sighs, before walking over to the border. He puts one sharps fingernail in the ground and draws a line in between them, purple shadow leaking from the line, making anything it touches disappear “Please don’t go across this line. You don’t have to say anything, if you cross this line I’ll just have to fight you. Goodbye.” He walks to a chair of bats and sits there, crossing his legs.
The Skull doesn't acknowledge the threat, but never crosses the line. It seems the Skull is here to handle the forest, not to intrude. The wildlife becomes more abundant so the giants can hunt or collect more live stock, mounts, or animal companions or fey beast companions and the trees grow the various fruits the giants like to eat while they work and the various types of magical wood that the giants use for various crafting uses.
He watches the giants, occasionally staring for what they’re hunting, and doing something to instantly kill it without getting close. He then decides he’s bored and walks into Visk’s forest, simply curious having the skull creature and what it’s doing, because he’s nosey.
After some time,the skull would turn to Slayer. He can see it seems to be made from hearty and heathy wood and verdant vines, ivy, and other foliage covered in multi-colored flowers. Green fire dances in the eye sockets. The Skull speaks, in a voice that is eerily similar to Visk's. "You are familiar to me...you have met the being my essence was created from....."
Slayer smirks and raises a hand before bowing deeply “I have met many, mostly because I find them interesting, or possibly even someone even more important than me. If I’ve met your essence then it was a pleasure, as it is a pleasure to meet you. I trust they were a truly incredible being.”
*not on Savut’s end, but it’s highly possible that Arsendir did something*
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 Nameless King is resting in the crater he had made the day prior after stepping off a sky island. The nearby village almost flattened by him, but luckily he saw them and moved himself slightly with his tempest power, helping the village with its drought problem.
The Darkest Dungeon is eating a village, the villagers witnessing strange flesh and bone creatures that were once human kill all of them without mercy.
All of Happy Chaos’s clones have disappeared, without fail, none can be found.
The Frenzy has decided to stay low for now, a lot of powerful people still around, choosing just to simply help Marie become powerful enough to truly be their herald.
Slayer is in Forerir’s lands, protecting it from any wills that might come, his body radiating power, shadows surrounding him, his arms crossed and his knuckle dusters on. *He can do other things than talk up ladies, he knows when he has a job to do.*
Asuka is stopping as many altered as he can, fixing them, obviously not under the control of Happy Chaos despite having his energy in his body.
He hears burrowing below him as from the ground, thousands of insects climb out, twisting and turning to the shape of a four armed humanoid with 8 out of sync glowing eyes, and the large body of a centipede for legs. A cloak of decayed leaves drape over it, a featureless mask with holes for eyes covers the face, and gloves cover the clawed hands. Even though it has no mouth, you sense a smile. “Hello child.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Cog would notice the massive Skulls floating around the outskirts, healing people or absorbing soul. Their seems to have been some sort of attack in the area recently but these skulls are helping the people, though they don't approach too close to the City of Order.
"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 rolls his shoulder and walks over to them “There are other ways in, take them or die. This is Forerir’s land, and he isn’t here, which means I’m in charge. So your options are to go to the checkpoints, or to be turned into a paste, I recommend the first.” He picks them up with one hand by the shoulder and get ready to throw them there.
The Verdant Skull of Life Laas would arrive in Visk's forest which borders Foreir's lands, which has remained even after Visk's death. The Skull begins to exhale of breath of life energy into the forest, which starts to grow back exponentially back into it's true vibrant splendor. It patrols around, occasionally being spotted at the border of Foreir's lands and spooking the giants though it never approaches them or interacts.
"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
*Anybody else want to rp, I’m feeling like being stressed with three to four rps at once.*
The shoulder quite literally comes off as Slayer feels the squirming of the bugs under the cloak. “Oh, I believe you’ll find that task” They stare straight through the Slayers immortal soul. “Quite difficult.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Slayer sees this and sighs, before walking over to the border. He puts one sharps fingernail in the ground and draws a line in between them, purple shadow leaking from the line, making anything it touches disappear “Please don’t go across this line. You don’t have to say anything, if you cross this line I’ll just have to fight you. Goodbye.” He walks to a chair of bats and sits there, crossing his legs.
*I can bring the Twin Flames in*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He smiles and cracks his neck “Oh it seems you don’t know how much I like a good challenge. How about we see how things go another time though, when I have more wine to share with you?” He crushes the shoulder in his hand and rubs the rest off with a napkin.
*If you want to I’m down for that.*
The Skull doesn't acknowledge the threat, but never crosses the line. It seems the Skull is here to handle the forest, not to intrude. The wildlife becomes more abundant so the giants can hunt or collect more live stock, mounts, or animal companions or fey beast companions and the trees grow the various fruits the giants like to eat while they work and the various types of magical wood that the giants use for various crafting uses.
"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 watches the giants, occasionally staring for what they’re hunting, and doing something to instantly kill it without getting close. He then decides he’s bored and walks into Visk’s forest, simply curious having the skull creature and what it’s doing, because he’s nosey.
“yowch. And all I wanted was a little small talk. How about I get you some wine then?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Oh, you want to stay so you try and bribe me. I’ll take the bait.” He falls into a chair made of flying bats and crosses his legs “Name?”
The Twin Flames are making sure a small group of rats make it safely to a new home.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
After some time,the skull would turn to Slayer. He can see it seems to be made from hearty and heathy wood and verdant vines, ivy, and other foliage covered in multi-colored flowers. Green fire dances in the eye sockets. The Skull speaks, in a voice that is eerily similar to Visk's. "You are familiar to me...you have met the being my essence was created from....."
"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
Slayer smirks and raises a hand before bowing deeply “I have met many, mostly because I find them interesting, or possibly even someone even more important than me. If I’ve met your essence then it was a pleasure, as it is a pleasure to meet you. I trust they were a truly incredible being.”
They pass a village, being consumed by a group of monsters made of flesh and bone, that is wrong.