She smirks. “Why do you want to know? Are you trying to trick me or something?”
"I simply want to know if that is a trait we share." He smirks as well "It appears not, but then again, things aren't always as they appear are they?"
“That’s certainly true.”
"Well your sudden shift from hostility to... well not kindness, more like tolerance seems suspicious. I am wary of you, no matter my level of interest in you, and your beauty." He sips a glass of wine "Where to next?"
“Perhaps I’ve just become a less hostile person now that the war’s calmed down and I’m not managing the largest city in the world.” Savut turns and heads north, beckoning for Slayer to follow her.
He puts his hands in his pockets and follows, moving with casually steps "Perhaps, yet unlikely. People are capable of change, as well as wills, but when you are nearly all powerful you don't see the need to change. Perhaps though I am wrong in this case."
“That’s a fair point to make, but I certainly hope you are wrong about me.” She leads him to a small sunlit glade surrounded by trees where dozens of sun herons are roosting. Their flecked feathers shimmer in the light, and they occasionally snap down and grab an eel from the shallows. “These birds are the first living creatures I ever created that had never been seen in this world before. They’re my favorites.”
He grabs one out of the air, calming it down as it squawks. He eventually calms it and puts it on his arm, and it rests there “I enjoy birds, truly good creatures, noble. Although I am one who prefers bats over them myself, I wonder why that is.” He says the last part sarcastically. He looks at the eel “Hmm, I wonder if there is anything worth eating here.”
Sarahphym is at the T.O.M., hoping to meet Cogintius and catch up.
Orchid is in Vespart, with shelves and boxes of various potions and poisons crafted by them all across the walls of the little storage shed they have set up in. Their elixirs are of a slightly better quality than those they made the day before. Stinging nettles have grown through the floorboards from the wet soil beneath, and ivy creeps along the inside walls. They are continuing to hone their alchemy skills, growing slightly frustrated at the lack of progress.
Orchid's appearance has also changed slightly again: There are now very small yet noticeable thorns, which take on emerging from various parts of their foliage. These don't seem to be affected by Orchid's current mood.
Korzirak is tending to the Kingdom of Concordia. His four Skull Aspects are exploring the world.
Xezithic is near the ocean, exploring and chatting with any Will it meets.
White Ravens are observing any new Wills that have emerged.
Leonardo is currently hanging out with Snuffles near the gut, though occasionally the young will has moments of concern and panic, followed by trying to suppress those feelings. Every time, black roses bloom.
Leonardo is currently hanging out with Snuffles near the gut, though occasionally the young will has moments of concern and panic, followed by trying to suppress those feelings. Every time, black roses bloom.
Leonardo is currently hanging out with Snuffles near the gut, though occasionally the young will has moments of concern and panic, followed by trying to suppress those feelings. Every time, black roses bloom.
*oh, were starting. what order should we go in?*
*I'm not actually sure, I haven't been able to finalize things with Arch because of the posting issues they have been having. I just figured I'd start with mine since he was already an established character. Actually hold on, I'll having you join the pm for it.*
Savut is meditating inside the Fount, completely submerged in the bloody foam and marinating on the alliances she’s been making lately. She’s been thinking over the concept of making her own pantheon, once her bonds grow more concrete.
Balatro is trying to gain more knowledge from his master’s sword.
Rulundra is forming gemstones beneath the earth. They’ve gained the Earth domain at Level 3.
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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 Gut is wading through the waters, trawling nets held out by mechanical arms.
Szerucharz is sleeping on top of a mountain range.
Leo is watching with Snuffles, still marveling at this strange contraption.
Several White Ravens watch the sleeping Will from the sky.
Snuffles has brought Leo a live crab.
Szerucharz slowly opens an eye and sees the ravens.
"Oh, well that's a surprise." He says carefully taking the crab. "Do you think Barbeau would want to cook this if it's edible?"
The ravens continue to watch the Will. a bit away, a few other white ravens are phasing through some other birds, their wings forming arcane runes that are unreadable, giving the White ravens more of a papery look.
The Gut is wading through the waters, trawling nets held out by mechanical arms.
Szerucharz is sleeping on top of a mountain range.
Leo is watching with Snuffles, still marveling at this strange contraption.
Several White Ravens watch the sleeping Will from the sky.
Snuffles has brought Leo a live crab.
Szerucharz slowly opens an eye and sees the ravens.
"Oh, well that's a surprise." He says carefully taking the crab. "Do you think Barbeau would want to cook this if it's edible?"
The ravens continue to watch the Will. a bit away, a few other white ravens are phasing through some other birds, their wings forming arcane runes that are unreadable, giving the White ravens more of a papery look.
The pig makes an affirmative noise and starts digging in the sand again.
Szerucharz opens a second eye and slowly sits up, reaching out to grab a raven.
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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 is wading through the waters, trawling nets held out by mechanical arms.
Szerucharz is sleeping on top of a mountain range.
Leo is watching with Snuffles, still marveling at this strange contraption.
Several White Ravens watch the sleeping Will from the sky.
Snuffles has brought Leo a live crab.
Szerucharz slowly opens an eye and sees the ravens.
"Oh, well that's a surprise." He says carefully taking the crab. "Do you think Barbeau would want to cook this if it's edible?"
The ravens continue to watch the Will. a bit away, a few other white ravens are phasing through some other birds, their wings forming arcane runes that are unreadable, giving the White ravens more of a papery look.
The pig makes an affirmative noise and starts digging in the sand again.
Szerucharz opens a second eye and slowly sits up, reaching out to grab a raven.
Leo puts the crab in a large basket he has been carrying around, as he watches Snuffles, ready to collect more things the pig is digging up.
As Szerucharz's finger touches the Raven, his mind is suddenly flooded with visions that are mostly incomprehensible to the Will, save for a few that are very clear. He sees his 'birth' into this word, a few key interactions with several wills in his early time here, his meeting of Faltros in the World beyond, and his battle with Happy Chaos. Then, the visions end and he sees the raven he touched covered in more incomprehensible runes, knowledge collected from their brief physical interaction.
"Oh, well that's a surprise." He says carefully taking the crab. "Do you think Barbeau would want to cook this if it's edible?"
The ravens continue to watch the Will. a bit away, a few other white ravens are phasing through some other birds, their wings forming arcane runes that are unreadable, giving the White ravens more of a papery look.
The pig makes an affirmative noise and starts digging in the sand again.
Szerucharz opens a second eye and slowly sits up, reaching out to grab a raven.
Leo puts the crab in a large basket he has been carrying around, as he watches Snuffles, ready to collect more things the pig is digging up.
As Szerucharz's finger touches the Raven, his mind is suddenly flooded with visions that are mostly incomprehensible to the Will, save for a few that are very clear. He sees his 'birth' into this word, a few key interactions with several wills in his early time here, his meeting of Faltros in the World beyond, and his battle with Happy Chaos. Then, the visions end and he sees the raven he touched covered in more incomprehensible runes, knowledge collected from their brief physical interaction.
Snuffles jumps back after a second, seemingly distressed. He squeals and paws at the ground where he was digging.
Szerucharz nearly falls back down. "C'mere, you little-"He angrily grabs at the bird again.
A man named Farke is carousing in a bar in the City of Order, before screaming and fainting. One of his friends shakes him awake, and he asks: "Can I borrow some money?" His freind shakes their head. Farke says: "Fine then. Do you know any jobs that pay well?" another friend directs him to one, and he runs off, muttering something about "The engine"
The Gut is wading through the waters, trawling nets held out by mechanical arms.
Szerucharz is sleeping on top of a mountain range.
Leo is watching with Snuffles, still marveling at this strange contraption.
Several White Ravens watch the sleeping Will from the sky.
Snuffles has brought Leo a live crab.
Szerucharz slowly opens an eye and sees the ravens.
"Oh, well that's a surprise." He says carefully taking the crab. "Do you think Barbeau would want to cook this if it's edible?"
The ravens continue to watch the Will. a bit away, a few other white ravens are phasing through some other birds, their wings forming arcane runes that are unreadable, giving the White ravens more of a papery look.
The pig makes an affirmative noise and starts digging in the sand again.
Szerucharz opens a second eye and slowly sits up, reaching out to grab a raven.
Leo puts the crab in a large basket he has been carrying around, as he watches Snuffles, ready to collect more things the pig is digging up.
As Szerucharz's finger touches the Raven, his mind is suddenly flooded with visions that are mostly incomprehensible to the Will, save for a few that are very clear. He sees his 'birth' into this word, a few key interactions with several wills in his early time here, his meeting of Faltros in the World beyond, and his battle with Happy Chaos. Then, the visions end and he sees the raven he touched covered in more incomprehensible runes, knowledge collected from their brief physical interaction.
Snuffles jumps back after a second, seemingly distressed. He squeals and paws at the ground where he was digging.
Szerucharz nearly falls back down. "C'mere, you little-"He angrily grabs at the bird again.
"What's wrong?" Leo says looking over where the pig is digging, helping it.
He catches the raven, and he would see a brief flash of more vision, events of his existence and those of others the Will does recognizes.
Leo puts the crab in a large basket he has been carrying around, as he watches Snuffles, ready to collect more things the pig is digging up.
As Szerucharz's finger touches the Raven, his mind is suddenly flooded with visions that are mostly incomprehensible to the Will, save for a few that are very clear. He sees his 'birth' into this word, a few key interactions with several wills in his early time here, his meeting of Faltros in the World beyond, and his battle with Happy Chaos. Then, the visions end and he sees the raven he touched covered in more incomprehensible runes, knowledge collected from their brief physical interaction.
Snuffles jumps back after a second, seemingly distressed. He squeals and paws at the ground where he was digging.
Szerucharz nearly falls back down. "C'mere, you little-"He angrily grabs at the bird again.
"What's wrong?" Leo says looking over where the pig is digging, helping it.
He catches the raven, and he would see a brief flash of more vision, events of his existence and those of others the Will does recognizes.
It seems to be little more than driftwood. Then one of the sticks moves, curling into a hand, beckoning for assistance.
He slams the bird to the earth. "What is the meaning of this?" he grumbles. "I'm trying to sleep!"
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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.
Leo puts the crab in a large basket he has been carrying around, as he watches Snuffles, ready to collect more things the pig is digging up.
As Szerucharz's finger touches the Raven, his mind is suddenly flooded with visions that are mostly incomprehensible to the Will, save for a few that are very clear. He sees his 'birth' into this word, a few key interactions with several wills in his early time here, his meeting of Faltros in the World beyond, and his battle with Happy Chaos. Then, the visions end and he sees the raven he touched covered in more incomprehensible runes, knowledge collected from their brief physical interaction.
Snuffles jumps back after a second, seemingly distressed. He squeals and paws at the ground where he was digging.
Szerucharz nearly falls back down. "C'mere, you little-"He angrily grabs at the bird again.
"What's wrong?" Leo says looking over where the pig is digging, helping it.
He catches the raven, and he would see a brief flash of more vision, events of his existence and those of others the Will does recognizes.
It seems to be little more than driftwood. Then one of the sticks moves, curling into a hand, beckoning for assistance.
He slams the bird to the earth. "What is the meaning of this?" he grumbles. "I'm trying to sleep!"
Leo would grab the wooden hand and try to help it out of the ground.
The Raven's physical form would disintegrate, becoming a ghostly wisp that floats away. The other ravens keep their distance, but still observes the Will.
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A golden flame appears in the cave, a figure walking into the cave. The crackling flames sound as the Frenzy enters.
Cogintius is writing books in the T.O.M. The elders have gave up on finding him for now and are in a deep sleep in their houses.
The void is watching someone (can be anyone for convienence).
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
Sarahphym is at the T.O.M., hoping to meet Cogintius and catch up.
Orchid is in Vespart, with shelves and boxes of various potions and poisons crafted by them all across the walls of the little storage shed they have set up in. Their elixirs are of a slightly better quality than those they made the day before. Stinging nettles have grown through the floorboards from the wet soil beneath, and ivy creeps along the inside walls. They are continuing to hone their alchemy skills, growing slightly frustrated at the lack of progress.
Orchid's appearance has also changed slightly again: There are now very small yet noticeable thorns, which take on emerging from various parts of their foliage. These don't seem to be affected by Orchid's current mood.
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)
The Gut is wading through the waters, trawling nets held out by mechanical arms.
Szerucharz is sleeping on top of a mountain range.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
a collosal yellow eye slowly opens, with multiple slitted pupils like claw marks
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Korzirak is tending to the Kingdom of Concordia. His four Skull Aspects are exploring the world.
Xezithic is near the ocean, exploring and chatting with any Will it meets.
White Ravens are observing any new Wills that have emerged.
Leonardo is currently hanging out with Snuffles near the gut, though occasionally the young will has moments of concern and panic, followed by trying to suppress those feelings. Every time, black roses bloom.
Rendy is exploring and his children are thriving.
*oh, were starting. what order should we go in?*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*I'm not actually sure, I haven't been able to finalize things with Arch because of the posting issues they have been having. I just figured I'd start with mine since he was already an established character. Actually hold on, I'll having you join the pm for it.*
Savut is meditating inside the Fount, completely submerged in the bloody foam and marinating on the alliances she’s been making lately. She’s been thinking over the concept of making her own pantheon, once her bonds grow more concrete.
Balatro is trying to gain more knowledge from his master’s sword.
Rulundra is forming gemstones beneath the earth. They’ve gained the Earth domain at Level 3.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Leo is watching with Snuffles, still marveling at this strange contraption.
Several White Ravens watch the sleeping Will from the sky.
Snuffles has brought Leo a live crab.
Szerucharz slowly opens an eye and sees the ravens.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh, well that's a surprise." He says carefully taking the crab. "Do you think Barbeau would want to cook this if it's edible?"
The ravens continue to watch the Will. a bit away, a few other white ravens are phasing through some other birds, their wings forming arcane runes that are unreadable, giving the White ravens more of a papery look.
The pig makes an affirmative noise and starts digging in the sand again.
Szerucharz opens a second eye and slowly sits up, reaching out to grab a raven.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Leo puts the crab in a large basket he has been carrying around, as he watches Snuffles, ready to collect more things the pig is digging up.
As Szerucharz's finger touches the Raven, his mind is suddenly flooded with visions that are mostly incomprehensible to the Will, save for a few that are very clear. He sees his 'birth' into this word, a few key interactions with several wills in his early time here, his meeting of Faltros in the World beyond, and his battle with Happy Chaos. Then, the visions end and he sees the raven he touched covered in more incomprehensible runes, knowledge collected from their brief physical interaction.
Snuffles jumps back after a second, seemingly distressed. He squeals and paws at the ground where he was digging.
Szerucharz nearly falls back down. "C'mere, you little-" He angrily grabs at the bird again.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A man named Farke is carousing in a bar in the City of Order, before screaming and fainting. One of his friends shakes him awake, and he asks: "Can I borrow some money?" His freind shakes their head. Farke says: "Fine then. Do you know any jobs that pay well?" another friend directs him to one, and he runs off, muttering something about "The engine"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"What's wrong?" Leo says looking over where the pig is digging, helping it.
He catches the raven, and he would see a brief flash of more vision, events of his existence and those of others the Will does recognizes.
It seems to be little more than driftwood. Then one of the sticks moves, curling into a hand, beckoning for assistance.
He slams the bird to the earth. "What is the meaning of this?" he grumbles. "I'm trying to sleep!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Leo would grab the wooden hand and try to help it out of the ground.
The Raven's physical form would disintegrate, becoming a ghostly wisp that floats away. The other ravens keep their distance, but still observes the Will.