His avatars are exploring multiple other parts of the world.
Rendy would be flying about when he sees one of these Avatars. "Hello! Who are you?"
Xezithic would also spot one of these Avatars and would recognize Cog from its time in the underworld. It would approach the Avatar.
He looks up. "Ah, hello there. Who are you, little one?"
He sees the aboleth. "Hello, Xezithic. How are you?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! I'm looking to make friends. Who are you sir?" The little moth creature asks with excitement.
The massive Aboleth glides down to the Avatar, speaking in a booming voice. "Greeting Cogintius, it has been some time since we have spoken last."
He smiles. "I am Cogintius, god of Knowledge, Order, Arcana and Life. I am one of the founders of the Mythos of Order and it's city. It is a pleasure to meet you, Rendy."
"Indeed. That conversation was last at the underworld before it vanished, if I recall."
"You have a city, that's so cool!" The little moth says enthusiastically. "I have the domains of life and Arcane too, as well as Flesh and the Wilds. I'm a Symbiote!"
"Yes, during the conflict with the Devil King. I watched your victory through the eyes of my Aspect at that time. It is a honor to greet you in my true for, now that my power has grown to its fullest potential." He says, referring to his new status as an Overwill.
The figure that he sees appears to be a somewhat-humanoid being entirely composed of glacial blue ice, clad in silver armor with blue and white fabrics in some places. The Will has a pair of large cloth wings that are decorated in similar patterns and hues, and they possess five glowing white motes of light in the front of their head that resemble an alien configuration of eyes.
"I am Sarahphym, Greater Will of Winter, Cold, and all within those domains. Who are you?"
"I am simply the Meat King. I am a businessman and a protector of my customers: fellow mortals. That is about all I am. I used to be a lot of things, but I've pruned down my sins to just a few major ones."
"Fascinating..." There is a brief pause, with a second of only the wind being heard. "If I may ask, what business do you run here?"
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
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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 figure that he sees appears to be a somewhat-humanoid being entirely composed of glacial blue ice, clad in silver armor with blue and white fabrics in some places. The Will has a pair of large cloth wings that are decorated in similar patterns and hues, and they possess five glowing white motes of light in the front of their head that resemble an alien configuration of eyes.
"I am Sarahphym, Greater Will of Winter, Cold, and all within those domains. Who are you?"
"I am simply the Meat King. I am a businessman and a protector of my customers: fellow mortals. That is about all I am. I used to be a lot of things, but I've pruned down my sins to just a few major ones."
"Fascinating..." There is a brief pause, with a second of only the wind being heard. "If I may ask, what business do you run here?"
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
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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)
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
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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.
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
"Very well." With that, the Snow Angel creates a 100-foot cube of dark blue ice that harmlessly appears next to the factory- enchanted to avoid melting under any circumstance short of magical fire.
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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)
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
"Very well." With that, the Snow Angel creates a 100-foot cube of dark blue ice that harmlessly appears next to the factory- enchanted to avoid melting under any circumstance short of magical fire.
The Meat King stumbles back a bit, surprised by the suddenness and sheer volume of the creation. "Thank you very much, Miss Sarahphym. Is there anything we can do for you in trade?"
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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.
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
"Very well." With that, the Snow Angel creates a 100-foot cube of dark blue ice that harmlessly appears next to the factory- enchanted to avoid melting under any circumstance short of magical fire.
The Meat King stumbles back a bit, surprised by the suddenness and sheer volume of the creation. "Thank you very much, Miss Sarahphym. Is there anything we can do for you in trade?"
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
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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)
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
"Very well." With that, the Snow Angel creates a 100-foot cube of dark blue ice that harmlessly appears next to the factory- enchanted to avoid melting under any circumstance short of magical fire.
The Meat King stumbles back a bit, surprised by the suddenness and sheer volume of the creation. "Thank you very much, Miss Sarahphym. Is there anything we can do for you in trade?"
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
He thinks for a minute. "That sounds like a profitable deal for both of us. It is a deal. Is there any particular product you desire, or should it be a percentage of each type?"
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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.
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
"Very well." With that, the Snow Angel creates a 100-foot cube of dark blue ice that harmlessly appears next to the factory- enchanted to avoid melting under any circumstance short of magical fire.
The Meat King stumbles back a bit, surprised by the suddenness and sheer volume of the creation. "Thank you very much, Miss Sarahphym. Is there anything we can do for you in trade?"
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
He thinks for a minute. "That sounds like a profitable deal for both of us. It is a deal. Is there any particular product you desire, or should it be a percentage of each type?"
"A percentage of all shall suffice, though I would still like to know what to expect from this deal."
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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)
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
He thinks for a minute. "That sounds like a profitable deal for both of us. It is a deal. Is there any particular product you desire, or should it be a percentage of each type?"
"A percentage of all shall suffice, though I would still like to know what to expect from this deal."
"Different cuts, organs, and qualities of flesh, usually vacuum packed in metal cans. We also work in grafts, essentially upgrading mortals with monster parts. We get coins from our sales, but coins aren't really of value to Wills, I don't think."
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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.
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
He thinks for a minute. "That sounds like a profitable deal for both of us. It is a deal. Is there any particular product you desire, or should it be a percentage of each type?"
"A percentage of all shall suffice, though I would still like to know what to expect from this deal."
"Different cuts, organs, and qualities of flesh, usually vacuum packed in metal cans. We also work in grafts, essentially upgrading mortals with monster parts. We get coins from our sales, but coins aren't really of value to Wills, I don't think."
"You would be correct in that assumption. That is, unless there is some Will of mercantile I do not know of. I look forward to our partnership, Mr. King of Meat."
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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)
His avatars are exploring multiple other parts of the world.
Rendy would be flying about when he sees one of these Avatars. "Hello! Who are you?"
Xezithic would also spot one of these Avatars and would recognize Cog from its time in the underworld. It would approach the Avatar.
He looks up. "Ah, hello there. Who are you, little one?"
He sees the aboleth. "Hello, Xezithic. How are you?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! I'm looking to make friends. Who are you sir?" The little moth creature asks with excitement.
The massive Aboleth glides down to the Avatar, speaking in a booming voice. "Greeting Cogintius, it has been some time since we have spoken last."
He smiles. "I am Cogintius, god of Knowledge, Order, Arcana and Life. I am one of the founders of the Mythos of Order and it's city. It is a pleasure to meet you, Rendy."
"Indeed. That conversation was last at the underworld before it vanished, if I recall."
"You have a city, that's so cool!" The little moth says enthusiastically. "I have the domains of life and Arcane too, as well as Flesh and the Wilds. I'm a Symbiote!"
"Yes, during the conflict with the Devil King. I watched your victory through the eyes of my Aspect at that time. It is a honor to greet you in my true for, now that my power has grown to its fullest potential." He says, referring to his new status as an Overwill.
"Yes, it is over in that direction." He points. "Although I rule over civilization, I admire nature. Everything acts in a perfect circle of life."
"Ah, you have ascended? I congratulate you, as an Overdeity myself."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
He thinks for a minute. "That sounds like a profitable deal for both of us. It is a deal. Is there any particular product you desire, or should it be a percentage of each type?"
"A percentage of all shall suffice, though I would still like to know what to expect from this deal."
"Different cuts, organs, and qualities of flesh, usually vacuum packed in metal cans. We also work in grafts, essentially upgrading mortals with monster parts. We get coins from our sales, but coins aren't really of value to Wills, I don't think."
"You would be correct in that assumption. That is, unless there is some Will of mercantile I do not know of. I look forward to our partnership, Mr. King of Meat."
"I do too. May spiritual profit find you on your journey." He gives a bow.
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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.
His avatars are exploring multiple other parts of the world.
Rendy would be flying about when he sees one of these Avatars. "Hello! Who are you?"
Xezithic would also spot one of these Avatars and would recognize Cog from its time in the underworld. It would approach the Avatar.
He looks up. "Ah, hello there. Who are you, little one?"
He sees the aboleth. "Hello, Xezithic. How are you?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! I'm looking to make friends. Who are you sir?" The little moth creature asks with excitement.
The massive Aboleth glides down to the Avatar, speaking in a booming voice. "Greeting Cogintius, it has been some time since we have spoken last."
He smiles. "I am Cogintius, god of Knowledge, Order, Arcana and Life. I am one of the founders of the Mythos of Order and it's city. It is a pleasure to meet you, Rendy."
"Indeed. That conversation was last at the underworld before it vanished, if I recall."
"You have a city, that's so cool!" The little moth says enthusiastically. "I have the domains of life and Arcane too, as well as Flesh and the Wilds. I'm a Symbiote!"
"Yes, during the conflict with the Devil King. I watched your victory through the eyes of my Aspect at that time. It is a honor to greet you in my true for, now that my power has grown to its fullest potential." He says, referring to his new status as an Overwill.
"Yes, it is over in that direction." He points. "Although I rule over civilization, I admire nature. Everything acts in a perfect circle of life."
"Ah, you have ascended? I congratulate you, as an Overdeity myself."
"Yeah. Can I visit your city sometime. I love meeting new people!"
"Your congratulations is appreciated. I see you have created some avatars for yourself now. I have not tried such a thing myself, preferring to use Aspects. However I might try to experiment with a full avatar in time" the Aboleth says.
His avatars are exploring multiple other parts of the world.
Rendy would be flying about when he sees one of these Avatars. "Hello! Who are you?"
Xezithic would also spot one of these Avatars and would recognize Cog from its time in the underworld. It would approach the Avatar.
He looks up. "Ah, hello there. Who are you, little one?"
He sees the aboleth. "Hello, Xezithic. How are you?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! I'm looking to make friends. Who are you sir?" The little moth creature asks with excitement.
The massive Aboleth glides down to the Avatar, speaking in a booming voice. "Greeting Cogintius, it has been some time since we have spoken last."
He smiles. "I am Cogintius, god of Knowledge, Order, Arcana and Life. I am one of the founders of the Mythos of Order and it's city. It is a pleasure to meet you, Rendy."
"Indeed. That conversation was last at the underworld before it vanished, if I recall."
"You have a city, that's so cool!" The little moth says enthusiastically. "I have the domains of life and Arcane too, as well as Flesh and the Wilds. I'm a Symbiote!"
"Yes, during the conflict with the Devil King. I watched your victory through the eyes of my Aspect at that time. It is a honor to greet you in my true for, now that my power has grown to its fullest potential." He says, referring to his new status as an Overwill.
"Yes, it is over in that direction." He points. "Although I rule over civilization, I admire nature. Everything acts in a perfect circle of life."
"Ah, you have ascended? I congratulate you, as an Overdeity myself."
"Yeah. Can I visit your city sometime. I love meeting new people!"
"Your congratulations is appreciated. I see you have created some avatars for yourself now. I have not tried such a thing myself, preferring to use Aspects. However I might try to experiment with a full avatar in time" the Aboleth says.
"Yes. I grant you permission."
"It is mainly to multitask. Now I can attend to matters in the city as well as explore the rest of the world."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Alabastor is currently practicing with his trick weapon. He has become quite proficient at it, and unlocking the eldritch truth he has acquired by infusing his own blood with great arcane power, learning the art of Blood Archery.
*I’m using the version of him for the Bloodborne thread powered up, but I’m still figuring out if I want to just keep him a full fighter or multi-class Warlock, and if so what warlock should I make him.*
The Blood Presence appears next to him in a form it has not yet seen, taking the form of a middle aged woman, clasping her hands, a motherly look in her eyes. They watch Alabastor work in his training with the weapon they crafted for them.
Al would soon stop, confused by the woman’s presence. “Hello?”
The mouth of the woman moves but Alabastor hears the Moon Presence’s voice within in his head “Hello little Al.”
He is momentarily startled by that, before realizing what is going on. "I didn't realize you could take on other forms..."
They shake their hand knowingly “Most forms I take are maddening to the average person, unraveling them. So I decided to take this form instead.”
TF is in the City of Peace, explaining to the general public what happens now happy is dead.
The citizens are still panicking from learning the Happy, the city’s founder and generous leader, has died, only a few people are able to really focus on what TF has to say.
Ilnarthi steps up. "Calm yourselves! In his will, Happy bequeathed the city and everything he owned to Lord Fathomless. You still have a notable leader, who has also been there from the very start!" TF sighs. "I cannot replace Happy, but, through means even I do not fully understand, I can contact Happy in the spirit world. I lead through him, and hard decisions will not be made without Happy's good insight and opinion. There is no need to panic!"
The group seems to calm down, although many are still confused about what is going on. They trust the Fathomless to lead them and didn’t know Happy could still be contacted, everyone except for someone behind them takes a sigh of relief.
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*sorry for the delay*
Sarah nods. "How have things been, old friend?"
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)
"You have a city, that's so cool!" The little moth says enthusiastically. "I have the domains of life and Arcane too, as well as Flesh and the Wilds. I'm a Symbiote!"
"Yes, during the conflict with the Devil King. I watched your victory through the eyes of my Aspect at that time. It is a honor to greet you in my true for, now that my power has grown to its fullest potential." He says, referring to his new status as an Overwill.
"Meat, mostly. Monsters are usually made of the stuff, and they aren't that hard to find. You just find a village and set up some guards, then they can kill the monsters and ship the bodies to the canneries. I also collect the bodies of those who fall in battle so that their families can hold funerals. Sometimes I have to put the corpses back together, but it still matters."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*for the sake of avoiding confusion, I'm gonna say this happens before Sarah meets up with Cog.*
"Interesting." The chill in the air gets a touch colder: Being a Famine Domain Will, they aren't exactly keen on having people well-fed. However, the chill recedes once more. "Perhaps I can create some ice for you to use? Keeping the meat cold might help avoid it spoiling as fast."
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)
His muscles tense against the cold... and the hidden fear he harbors. "I can keep the meat alive myself, but ice would be very helpful for my employees."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Very well." With that, the Snow Angel creates a 100-foot cube of dark blue ice that harmlessly appears next to the factory- enchanted to avoid melting under any circumstance short of magical fire.
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 Meat King stumbles back a bit, surprised by the suddenness and sheer volume of the creation. "Thank you very much, Miss Sarahphym. Is there anything we can do for you in trade?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They are silent for a long time, but eventually they make up their mind. "If you supply me with 5% of all your product, free of charge, I shall continue to produce this ice for you whenever you need. Deal?"
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)
He thinks for a minute. "That sounds like a profitable deal for both of us. It is a deal. Is there any particular product you desire, or should it be a percentage of each type?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"A percentage of all shall suffice, though I would still like to know what to expect from this deal."
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)
"Different cuts, organs, and qualities of flesh, usually vacuum packed in metal cans. We also work in grafts, essentially upgrading mortals with monster parts. We get coins from our sales, but coins aren't really of value to Wills, I don't think."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Same here*
"Fantastic. Faltros has finally been slain and his underworld has vanished."
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
"You would be correct in that assumption. That is, unless there is some Will of mercantile I do not know of. I look forward to our partnership, Mr. King of Meat."
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)
"Yes, it is over in that direction." He points. "Although I rule over civilization, I admire nature. Everything acts in a perfect circle of life."
"Ah, you have ascended? I congratulate you, as an Overdeity myself."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"I do too. May spiritual profit find you on your journey." He gives a bow.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yeah. Can I visit your city sometime. I love meeting new people!"
"Your congratulations is appreciated. I see you have created some avatars for yourself now. I have not tried such a thing myself, preferring to use Aspects. However I might try to experiment with a full avatar in time" the Aboleth says.
"Yes. I grant you permission."
"It is mainly to multitask. Now I can attend to matters in the city as well as explore the rest of the world."
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
"Thank you! What is the City like?"
"They are useful for such things. There is quite a lot that has been happening, new wills we have met."
They shake their hand knowingly “Most forms I take are maddening to the average person, unraveling them. So I decided to take this form instead.”
The group seems to calm down, although many are still confused about what is going on. They trust the Fathomless to lead them and didn’t know Happy could still be contacted, everyone except for someone behind them takes a sigh of relief.