"They do not serve a will, just themselves and the old blood." They say with a sigh. *I'm also checking that out too.*
“A Will-less cult? Well…that’s new….what do they hope to achieve though, this old blood just seems to turns people into mindless monsters? What is the point?” Al asks inquisitively.
"They believe they can gain immortality through the old blood, and will sacrifice countless lives to obtain it. They shall shatter their own minds and become beasts to achieve such a goal."
“They sound like fools then…so much wasted life….” Al says solemnly.
"They don't see wasted lives, they see progress to a goal they shall never reach." The Moon Presence says equally solemn.
“Well. I’ll do my best to cut down these poor creatures. However, I’m not sure if I alone can end this scourge…”
"You may not be able to stop it alone, but you shall have help, other hunters shall come into the dream with time. The source of the scourge exist still, and you must be the one to kill it."
“Then I hope so can find this source and purge it from this world…until then. I guess I should rest and then get a better hang of these weapons….if I’m going to have company that I need to show the ropes too…”
Suddenly he notices an old man at the chapel doors of the Hunter's Dream, resting in a wheelchair, he rolls down to where they are, his voice tired "This is the newest hunter to join our ranks? I shall train them personally."
Hello sir, I didn’t realize there was another here” Al says, greeting the man.
Sarahphym stands beside the body of Happy Chaos, quietly reflecting. After a while, snow begins to fall, to the point where it fully covers the corpse: As much as Sarah despised him, the least he deserves is a proper burial.
Orchid is eagerly experimenting with different types of plants and their alchemical properties, diluting very rudimentary oils, medicines, and poisons. Orchid's appearance has changed somewhat as well: The flowers and petals woven into their body have taken hues of blue and pink reminiscent to those found blooming along Savut's back and tail.
Savut watches from a distance with interest.
Orchid's attempts at alchemy are mostly consisting of using a mixture of water and plants crushed with a mortar and pestle. It's a rudimentary method, but the resulting products might have some effect- though, that might be due to their being handled by a nature Will rather than the technique employed.
Orchid sees Savut and excitedly heads over to her to show their teacher the fruits of their labor.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Sarahphym stands beside the body of Happy Chaos, quietly reflecting. After a while, snow begins to fall, to the point where it fully covers the corpse: As much as Sarah despised him, the least he deserves is a proper burial.
Orchid is eagerly experimenting with different types of plants and their alchemical properties, diluting very rudimentary oils, medicines, and poisons. Orchid's appearance has changed somewhat as well: The flowers and petals woven into their body have taken hues of blue and pink reminiscent to those found blooming along Savut's back and tail.
Savut watches from a distance with interest.
Orchid's attempts at alchemy are mostly consisting of using a mixture of water and plants crushed with a mortar and pestle. It's a rudimentary method, but the resulting products might have some effect- though, that might be due to their being handled by a nature Will rather than the technique employed.
Orchid sees Savut and excitedly heads over to her to show their teacher the fruits of their labor.
“So what are you working on? It looks to be coming along nicely.”
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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.
“Oh no, don’t worry. I don’t hold grudges… Usually.” She smiles reassuringly.
He chuckles "Fiery, I like it. Could you inform me of the customs of this world, with those I am not familiar."
“Do you mean Vespart itself, or the whole world? Because I highly doubt I can tell you everything about the entire world’s mortal cultures.”
"Oh it would be boring if you told me about everything in the world. Simply Vespart will do, I'd like to explore the rest of the world on my own."
“Well, most of the industry here is in fishing, especially eels. We also do a fair bit of logging to construct canoes and trade with settlements along the River of Herionidius. There’s plenty of smaller trades as well, though. Additionally, lower-ranking members of my clergy work to tend to my creations and also do some animal husbandry. I suppose you could call them druids.” She takes a long sip of wine, then continues. “My priestesses conduct rituals and sacrifices in the temple, and lead some of the festivals here, such as the Departure, the Bitternight, and the Spawning. But my most elite worshippers are the savotra. Beneath the roots of this tree is a great pool of water called the Fount. Any faithful beings who are submerged in the Fount become hybrids of snake and human. They act as my soldiers.”
"Hmm, interesting indeed. The culture of this land is diverse and deep. I never saw the point in making mortals of my own, as a vampire lord I could simply turn mortals into vampires, or as I simply believe it, live with the mortals as they are. An army isn't necessary in my own opinion, but we all have our own views on divine power." She notices that whenever the glass empties it fills back to full, the wine tasting slightly of undeath, a delicious and savory flavor. He sips his own wine with a content look on his face.
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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.
"They do not serve a will, just themselves and the old blood." They say with a sigh. *I'm also checking that out too.*
“A Will-less cult? Well…that’s new….what do they hope to achieve though, this old blood just seems to turns people into mindless monsters? What is the point?” Al asks inquisitively.
"They believe they can gain immortality through the old blood, and will sacrifice countless lives to obtain it. They shall shatter their own minds and become beasts to achieve such a goal."
“They sound like fools then…so much wasted life….” Al says solemnly.
"They don't see wasted lives, they see progress to a goal they shall never reach." The Moon Presence says equally solemn.
“Well. I’ll do my best to cut down these poor creatures. However, I’m not sure if I alone can end this scourge…”
"You may not be able to stop it alone, but you shall have help, other hunters shall come into the dream with time. The source of the scourge exist still, and you must be the one to kill it."
“Then I hope so can find this source and purge it from this world…until then. I guess I should rest and then get a better hang of these weapons….if I’m going to have company that I need to show the ropes too…”
Suddenly he notices an old man at the chapel doors of the Hunter's Dream, resting in a wheelchair, he rolls down to where they are, his voice tired "This is the newest hunter to join our ranks? I shall train them personally."
Hello sir, I didn’t realize there was another here” Al says, greeting the man.
"I am the first hunter, but I see your potential to surpass me. What is your name young hunter?"
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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.
"If you were to use that army of yours for less than noble reasons."
“I would probably be offended if I knew what that meant.”
"I imagine you would." He stands back up "I am the Nameless King, well met SIN."
“Why don’t you have a name?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Oh no, don’t worry. I don’t hold grudges… Usually.” She smiles reassuringly.
He chuckles "Fiery, I like it. Could you inform me of the customs of this world, with those I am not familiar."
“Do you mean Vespart itself, or the whole world? Because I highly doubt I can tell you everything about the entire world’s mortal cultures.”
"Oh it would be boring if you told me about everything in the world. Simply Vespart will do, I'd like to explore the rest of the world on my own."
“Well, most of the industry here is in fishing, especially eels. We also do a fair bit of logging to construct canoes and trade with settlements along the River of Herionidius. There’s plenty of smaller trades as well, though. Additionally, lower-ranking members of my clergy work to tend to my creations and also do some animal husbandry. I suppose you could call them druids.” She takes a long sip of wine, then continues. “My priestesses conduct rituals and sacrifices in the temple, and lead some of the festivals here, such as the Departure, the Bitternight, and the Spawning. But my most elite worshippers are the savotra. Beneath the roots of this tree is a great pool of water called the Fount. Any faithful beings who are submerged in the Fount become hybrids of snake and human. They act as my soldiers.”
"Hmm, interesting indeed. The culture of this land is diverse and deep. I never saw the point in making mortals of my own, as a vampire lord I could simply turn mortals into vampires, or as I simply believe it, live with the mortals as they are. An army isn't necessary in my own opinion, but we all have our own views on divine power." She notices that whenever the glass empties it fills back to full, the wine tasting slightly of undeath, a delicious and savory flavor. He sips his own wine with a content look on his face.
“Well, unfortunately for me, I’ve had several enemies over time and found military strength a necessity. Not to mention that plenty of monsters also dwell here. Otyughs, steeders, even the occasional slithering tracker.”
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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.
Sarahphym stands beside the body of Happy Chaos, quietly reflecting. After a while, snow begins to fall, to the point where it fully covers the corpse: As much as Sarah despised him, the least he deserves is a proper burial.
Orchid is eagerly experimenting with different types of plants and their alchemical properties, diluting very rudimentary oils, medicines, and poisons. Orchid's appearance has changed somewhat as well: The flowers and petals woven into their body have taken hues of blue and pink reminiscent to those found blooming along Savut's back and tail.
Savut watches from a distance with interest.
Orchid's attempts at alchemy are mostly consisting of using a mixture of water and plants crushed with a mortar and pestle. It's a rudimentary method, but the resulting products might have some effect- though, that might be due to their being handled by a nature Will rather than the technique employed.
Orchid sees Savut and excitedly heads over to her to show their teacher the fruits of their labor.
“So what are you working on? It looks to be coming along nicely.”
"Well," Orchid holds out several bottles and vials for Savut to see, each of them filled with different alchemical blends. "A lot of things, really. Some medicines, some poisons, some experiments that didn't work out like I hoped. How do they look?"
"If you were to use that army of yours for less than noble reasons."
“I would probably be offended if I knew what that meant.”
"I imagine you would." He stands back up "I am the Nameless King, well met SIN."
“Why don’t you have a name?”
"It is forgotten. The sands of time taking it from me."
“Ohhhhh. That makes sense now.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Well, unfortunately for me, I’ve had several enemies over time and found military strength a necessity. Not to mention that plenty of monsters also dwell here. Otyughs, steeders, even the occasional slithering tracker.”
"Well it would be good to have allies of equal combat power to yourself then. I wonder where you could find someone like that." He sips his wine and taps his foot "Those monsters sound awful indeed."
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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.
Sarahphym stands beside the body of Happy Chaos, quietly reflecting. After a while, snow begins to fall, to the point where it fully covers the corpse: As much as Sarah despised him, the least he deserves is a proper burial.
Orchid is eagerly experimenting with different types of plants and their alchemical properties, diluting very rudimentary oils, medicines, and poisons. Orchid's appearance has changed somewhat as well: The flowers and petals woven into their body have taken hues of blue and pink reminiscent to those found blooming along Savut's back and tail.
She hears a message from the afterlife in the voice of Happy Chaos, his last message to her that he made before fading into death, "Haha. Look's like my time is up snow queen. I hope things go well for you, because I'd rather not have to see you in the end one of these days."
They see Slayer there, not doing anything in particular, just talking with Savut, drinking wine, and enjoying life.
Sarah almost laughs, looking down at the snow. "You and me both, Happy. Wherever Wills go once they pass, I hope you're doing well." The Snow Angel leaves a small trinket in the snow- a map from the shop in the City of Order from way back when the two first met- and leaves.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I am the first hunter, but I see your potential to surpass me. What is your name young hunter?"
“Alabastor Paon, but Al is fine if it’s easier.” The blond haired young man replies.
"I am Gharman." He stands shakily, his hands behind his back "Rest, and we shall begin soon."
“Alright.” Al says as he goes and takes a much needed nap.
*I saw this pretty cool hunter's mechanic called the hunter's parry. It takes your reaction to make a counter attack roll with your pistol, if your roll is higher than theirs the creature take the damage from the attack, their attack misses, and they are knocked prone.*
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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.
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"I am the first hunter, but I see your potential to surpass me. What is your name young hunter?"
“Alabastor Paon, but Al is fine if it’s easier.” The blond haired young man replies.
"I am Gharman." He stands shakily, his hands behind his back "Rest, and we shall begin soon."
“Alright.” Al says as he goes and takes a much needed nap.
*I saw this pretty cool hunter's mechanic called the hunter's parry. It takes your reaction to make a counter attack roll with your pistol, if your roll is higher than theirs the creature take the damage from the attack, their attack misses, and they are knocked prone.*
* That’s really cool. I’ll keep that in mind*
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Hello sir, I didn’t realize there was another here” Al says, greeting the man.
Orchid's attempts at alchemy are mostly consisting of using a mixture of water and plants crushed with a mortar and pestle. It's a rudimentary method, but the resulting products might have some effect- though, that might be due to their being handled by a nature Will rather than the technique employed.
Orchid sees Savut and excitedly heads over to her to show their teacher the fruits of their labor.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“So what are you working on? It looks to be coming along nicely.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hmm, interesting indeed. The culture of this land is diverse and deep. I never saw the point in making mortals of my own, as a vampire lord I could simply turn mortals into vampires, or as I simply believe it, live with the mortals as they are. An army isn't necessary in my own opinion, but we all have our own views on divine power." She notices that whenever the glass empties it fills back to full, the wine tasting slightly of undeath, a delicious and savory flavor. He sips his own wine with a content look on his face.
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
"I am the first hunter, but I see your potential to surpass me. What is your name young hunter?"
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
“Why don’t you have a name?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"It is forgotten. The sands of time taking it from me."
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
“Well, unfortunately for me, I’ve had several enemies over time and found military strength a necessity. Not to mention that plenty of monsters also dwell here. Otyughs, steeders, even the occasional slithering tracker.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Alabastor Paon, but Al is fine if it’s easier.” The blond haired young man replies.
"I am Gharman." He stands shakily, his hands behind his back "Rest, and we shall begin soon."
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
"Well," Orchid holds out several bottles and vials for Savut to see, each of them filled with different alchemical blends. "A lot of things, really. Some medicines, some poisons, some experiments that didn't work out like I hoped. How do they look?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“Ohhhhh. That makes sense now.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Well it would be good to have allies of equal combat power to yourself then. I wonder where you could find someone like that." He sips his wine and taps his foot "Those monsters sound awful indeed."
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
"I hope it does. What is your goal small one?"
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
“Alright.” Al says as he goes and takes a much needed nap.
Sarah almost laughs, looking down at the snow. "You and me both, Happy. Wherever Wills go once they pass, I hope you're doing well." The Snow Angel leaves a small trinket in the snow- a map from the shop in the City of Order from way back when the two first met- and leaves.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I saw this pretty cool hunter's mechanic called the hunter's parry. It takes your reaction to make a counter attack roll with your pistol, if your roll is higher than theirs the creature take the damage from the attack, their attack misses, and they are knocked prone.*
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
“Don’t really got any. I just do stuff.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Well then I shall leave you to it." He continues to wander, his journey headed to the land of flames.
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
* That’s really cool. I’ll keep that in mind*