*I feel like thematically the end goal should be the Shard of Moonlight, the longsword/greatsword.*
*That would be very awesome. Especially considering that the Moon Presence would be able to make it for them, as like their true artifact.*
*Yeah, It starts as a longsword that allows one to absorbs spells for charges. Then you can activate the greatsword form to unleash radiant pain using the charges gained. Plus I can use the longsword alongside the hexgun from the Pact of the Trigger, which acts as the arcane bullets from an arcane build.*
*I feel like thematically the end goal should be the Shard of Moonlight, the longsword/greatsword.*
*That would be very awesome. Especially considering that the Moon Presence would be able to make it for them, as like their true artifact.*
*Yeah, It starts as a longsword that allows one to absorbs spells for charges. Then you can activate the greatsword form to unleash radiant pain using the charges gained. Plus I can use the longsword alongside the hexgun from the Pact of the Trigger, which acts as the arcane bullets from an arcane build.*
*Definitely, it is your character after all, it could functionally be a counterspell that lets you shoot beams of moonlight. I suggest that the damage is cold as well as radiant though.*
*Did we ever decide on who became the next overwill after Faltros died?*
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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!”
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
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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)
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
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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.
*i got a new char on auttumn! He's inspired by Irish folklore*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
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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)
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
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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.
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
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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)
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
“It is. This is the Fount, where I combine the plagues I create with the mystic waters of the pool to allow organisms to radically change. This is how I create most of my most beloved creatures.”
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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.
*i got a new char on auttumn! He's inspired by Irish folklore*
*i don't have any chars here, just lurking, but if anyone had time you could check grim out on the autumn forest*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
“It is. This is the Fount, where I combine the plagues I create with the mystic waters of the pool to allow organisms to radically change. This is how I create most of my most beloved creatures.”
Orchid looks down at the water with interest... "Cool! What were you doing inside of there? Changing yourself as well?"
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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)
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
“It is. This is the Fount, where I combine the plagues I create with the mystic waters of the pool to allow organisms to radically change. This is how I create most of my most beloved creatures.”
Orchid looks down at the water with interest... "Cool! What were you doing inside of there? Changing yourself as well?"
“No, just thinking. It’s one of the few places around here that guarantees me full peace and quiet.”
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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.
*i got a new char on auttumn! He's inspired by Irish folklore*
*i don't have any chars here, just lurking, but if anyone had time you could check grim out on the autumn forest*
*just here. Im sick so ill be here all day really*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
“It is. This is the Fount, where I combine the plagues I create with the mystic waters of the pool to allow organisms to radically change. This is how I create most of my most beloved creatures.”
Orchid looks down at the water with interest... "Cool! What were you doing inside of there? Changing yourself as well?"
“No, just thinking. It’s one of the few places around here that guarantees me full peace and quiet.”
"That makes sense. What are the creatures you made here?" Savut can notice that Orchid looks a little different than they did before. Some of their foliage has begun growing orange thorns about an inch long, and the plants composing their clothing have settled in a deeper emerald shade of green.
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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)
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
“It is. This is the Fount, where I combine the plagues I create with the mystic waters of the pool to allow organisms to radically change. This is how I create most of my most beloved creatures.”
Orchid looks down at the water with interest... "Cool! What were you doing inside of there? Changing yourself as well?"
“No, just thinking. It’s one of the few places around here that guarantees me full peace and quiet.”
"That makes sense. What are the creatures you made here?" Savut can notice that Orchid looks a little different than they did before. Some of their foliage has begun growing orange thorns about an inch long, and the plants composing their clothing have settled in a deeper emerald shade of green.
“Well, mostly the savotra, but also the rippers. They’re large mosquito-like creatures that serve as aerial cavalry mounts. You might see a few in the skies near dusk over Vespart.”
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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.
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*Yeah, It starts as a longsword that allows one to absorbs spells for charges. Then you can activate the greatsword form to unleash radiant pain using the charges gained. Plus I can use the longsword alongside the hexgun from the Pact of the Trigger, which acts as the arcane bullets from an arcane build.*
*Gtg. Later! That’s awesome though!*
*Definitely, it is your character after all, it could functionally be a counterspell that lets you shoot beams of moonlight. I suggest that the damage is cold as well as radiant though.*
*Hello? Anyone there? I don't have much time before I gtg.*
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
*here but probably not for too long either, maybe like a half hour*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Did we ever decide on who became the next overwill after Faltros died?*
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 was wondering that, also is Forerir dead? Because last I remember he just left the underworld with the crown.*
Sarah is still at the T.O.M., looking around for anything of interest. They take one book off of its shelf, frost spreading across its covers, and begin reading.
Orchid has discovered the Fount, and is intrigued. They look down at the blood, sensing an odd energy to the place.
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)
Savut slowly rises to the surface of the water, eyes still closed.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*i got a new char on auttumn! He's inspired by Irish folklore*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Orchid is looking around the room, curiously examining the chamber for something of note. They do not notice Savut.
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)
Savut opens her eyes and sees Orchid. Smiling, she quickly lifts herself out of the Fount and onto its banks. “Hello!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Orchid turns to see Savut. "Hi! What is this place? It looks important."
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)
“It is. This is the Fount, where I combine the plagues I create with the mystic waters of the pool to allow organisms to radically change. This is how I create most of my most beloved creatures.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*i don't have any chars here, just lurking, but if anyone had time you could check grim out on the autumn forest*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Orchid looks down at the water with interest... "Cool! What were you doing inside of there? Changing yourself as well?"
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)
“No, just thinking. It’s one of the few places around here that guarantees me full peace and quiet.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*just here. Im sick so ill be here all day really*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"That makes sense. What are the creatures you made here?" Savut can notice that Orchid looks a little different than they did before. Some of their foliage has begun growing orange thorns about an inch long, and the plants composing their clothing have settled in a deeper emerald shade of green.
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)
“Well, mostly the savotra, but also the rippers. They’re large mosquito-like creatures that serve as aerial cavalry mounts. You might see a few in the skies near dusk over Vespart.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.