"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
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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)
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
Eris is silent for a moment. "I am truly sorry for your loss." She responds, sitting on the grass.
"Oh, don't worry- I'm not planning on resorting to violence. I have a plan to arrange a trade of sorts... though, that's for a later time."
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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)
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
Eris is silent for a moment. "I am truly sorry for your loss." She responds, sitting on the grass.
"Oh, don't worry- I'm not planning on resorting to violence. I have a plan to arrange a trade of sorts... though, that's for a later time."
After a moment of silence, she says, “eh, it’s… fine. So, where are ya from?” She asks.
I have made a huge homebrew setting that I am still working on putting here in DDB. Please give me feedback, I want to know all of what I am doing wrong, and what I am doing right. The thread is a huge work in progress, so everything in it from content to layout is subject to change. Please check this forum:Welcome to Zionderia
Also I have a fun thread that explores an idea about dreams based off the movie Inception. I still need to add the link but stay tuned.
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
Eris is silent for a moment. "I am truly sorry for your loss." She responds, sitting on the grass.
"Oh, don't worry- I'm not planning on resorting to violence. I have a plan to arrange a trade of sorts... though, that's for a later time."
After a moment of silence, she says, “eh, it’s… fine. So, where are ya from?” She asks.
“What… what kind of trade?”
"I traveled here from the Grey Peaks, but I'm originally from Ravenknoll- big town in an even bigger forest, easily a few hundred miles from here. Though, it's been a long while since I've gone back. I wonder how things are holding up there."
"A trade of resources. The crown, for a lifetime supply of divine amber. It's easy for me to make, and they may find it valuable. I'm sure they'll have multiple uses for it."
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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)
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
Eris is silent for a moment. "I am truly sorry for your loss." She responds, sitting on the grass.
"Oh, don't worry- I'm not planning on resorting to violence. I have a plan to arrange a trade of sorts... though, that's for a later time."
After a moment of silence, she says, “eh, it’s… fine. So, where are ya from?” She asks.
“What… what kind of trade?”
"I traveled here from the Grey Peaks, but I'm originally from Ravenknoll- big town in an even bigger forest, easily a few hundred miles from here. Though, it's been a long while since I've gone back. I wonder how things are holding up there."
"A trade of resources. The crown, for a lifetime supply of divine amber. It's easy for me to make, and they may find it valuable. I'm sure they'll have multiple uses for it."
“Never heard of it… what are you doing in the Valley then?”
”I see… that could work. But be careful, last time a god had the crown, Crotalus, it made them seek out and try to kill Faltros. Foréir might be a little… unstable.”
"It... it is my first day in the Valley. I didn't know the tree was a sacred site. My sincerest apologies for trespassing on such blessed grounds." She puts her research notes in a loop on her belt, faint metallic creaking sounds coming from her joints.
"Which one has the crown? I'll go and see if I can acquire it from them soon."
She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
Eris is silent for a moment. "I am truly sorry for your loss." She responds, sitting on the grass.
"Oh, don't worry- I'm not planning on resorting to violence. I have a plan to arrange a trade of sorts... though, that's for a later time."
After a moment of silence, she says, “eh, it’s… fine. So, where are ya from?” She asks.
“What… what kind of trade?”
"I traveled here from the Grey Peaks, but I'm originally from Ravenknoll- big town in an even bigger forest, easily a few hundred miles from here. Though, it's been a long while since I've gone back. I wonder how things are holding up there."
"A trade of resources. The crown, for a lifetime supply of divine amber. It's easy for me to make, and they may find it valuable. I'm sure they'll have multiple uses for it."
“Never heard of it… what are you doing in the Valley then?”
”I see… that could work. But be careful, last time a god had the crown, Crotalus, it made them seek out and try to kill Faltros. Foréir might be a little… unstable.”
*Apologies for the delay*
"I came here as I had heard there were several Wills that lived in the surrounding area. I wanted to see for myself, seeing as... well, never mind that."
"I will be. For now, though, I need to prepare. Farewell for now, Angelo." With that, Orchid walks away back to her domain.
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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)
*Good, very good, I hope to play soon, been busy so just checking in every now and then.*
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I have made a huge homebrew setting that I am still working on putting here in DDB. Please give me feedback, I want to know all of what I am doing wrong, and what I am doing right. The thread is a huge work in progress, so everything in it from content to layout is subject to change. Please check this forum:Welcome to Zionderia
Also I have a fun thread that explores an idea about dreams based off the movie Inception. I still need to add the link but stay tuned.
Orchidaceae is creating gargantuan monoliths of raw amber- golden spires of crystal that stretch upwards over a hundred feet and spitting into branches like coral.
Eris is wandering the fields around the Mirth Manor, deep in thought.
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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)
Zeon returns to the Fundamental Isles to begin making changes to the various islands in its archipelago.
Volumdremaak is flying around the world collecting lost souls.
Mephilia and Zakator continue work to revolutionize the kingdom's technology, infrastructure, and prosperity.
Visk is currently traveling around the Valley, his steps causing all manner of beautiful flowers to bloom as the air around him is filled with lively music and dancing butterflies during the day and fireflies at night.
Phantom is doing a bit of exploring, seeing what other sort of places and wills he can meet.
Asada has been observing the fortified town Sophia has been commanding, slowly adding his own protections to the place and posting his own spy network and assassins to strike out at threats coming to the city. He feels like this young woman is important to protect, though he is still not fully sure why.
Rendy is flying around, excited to meet new friends are usual.
Ezeroc is in her lair, protecting a huge nest of eggs that will becoming part of her ever growing brood.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Mephilia and Zakator continue work to revolutionize the kingdom's technology, infrastructure, and prosperity.
Phantom is doing a bit of exploring, seeing what other sort of places and wills he can meet.
Rendy is flying around, excited to meet new friends are usual.
Ezeroc is in her lair, protecting a huge nest of eggs that will becoming part of her ever growing brood.
Happy Chaos' hologram is walking around the kingdom, apologizing to people for having turned them into monsters, though he admits he would do it again if he got the chance.
He can feel someone watching him, though the feeling doesn't feel hostile in the slightest.
Tiffany is skipping around, causing destruction as she always does, incredibly bored by the lack of wars and such.
They can hear the sound of distant footsteps, and the humming of a man, though no one in the lair would have seen anyone, the power of a will at work.
Zeon returns to the Fundamental Isles to begin making changes to the various islands in its archipelago.
Volumdremaak is flying around the world collecting lost souls.
Mephilia and Zakator continue work to revolutionize the kingdom's technology, infrastructure, and prosperity.
Visk is currently traveling around the Valley, his steps causing all manner of beautiful flowers to bloom as the air around him is filled with lively music and dancing butterflies during the day and fireflies at night.
Phantom is doing a bit of exploring, seeing what other sort of places and wills he can meet.
Asada has been observing the fortified town Sophia has been commanding, slowly adding his own protections to the place and posting his own spy network and assassins to strike out at threats coming to the city. He feels like this young woman is important to protect, though he is still not fully sure why.
Rendy is flying around, excited to meet new friends are usual.
Ezeroc is in her lair, protecting a huge nest of eggs that will becoming part of her ever growing brood.
As Phantom is exploring, passing through the Valley of Herionidus, he can sense a vaguely familiar presence- another Will of Undeath, though of a different sort.
Orchid sees Rendy flying around, and goes up to meet him again. Writhing vines emerge from the Will of Thorns, burrowing into the ground and lifting them upwards towards the majestic moth. "Hello again, Rendy." She says, a smile on her face. "How have you been?"
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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)
Happy Chaos' hologram is walking around the kingdom, apologizing to people for having turned them into monsters, though he admits he would do it again if he got the chance.
He can feel someone watching him, though the feeling doesn't feel hostile in the slightest.
Tiffany is skipping around, causing destruction as she always does, incredibly bored by the lack of wars and such.
They can hear the sound of distant footsteps, and the humming of a man, though no one in the lair would have seen anyone, the power of a will at work.
Happy can see that the Kingdom has expanded significantly, a large fey-like twilight forest spreads out between Splendor and Tenebrous, and there is also a massive volcano and surrounding crags that seem to house devils and more infernal dragons and constructs. The citizens are a bit wary of Happy now, not being rude but not trying to engage with him for too long as they go about their day.
As Phantom is exploring, passing through the Valley of Herionidus, he can sense a vaguely familiar presence- another Will of Undeath, though of a different sort.
Orchid sees Rendy flying around, and goes up to meet him again. Writhing vines emerge from the Will of Thorns, burrowing into the ground and lifting them upwards towards the majestic moth. "Hello again, Rendy." She says, a smile on her face. "How have you been?"
Phantom, curious about sensing a new will that shares a domain, would start flying towards the where he senses the will.
"Hi Orchid!" Rendy waves with one of his scythe-like arms in greeting. "I'm doing great! What about you?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Happy Chaos' hologram is walking around the kingdom, apologizing to people for having turned them into monsters, though he admits he would do it again if he got the chance.
He can feel someone watching him, though the feeling doesn't feel hostile in the slightest.
Tiffany is skipping around, causing destruction as she always does, incredibly bored by the lack of wars and such.
They can hear the sound of distant footsteps, and the humming of a man, though no one in the lair would have seen anyone, the power of a will at work.
Happy can see that the Kingdom has expanded significantly, a large fey-like twilight forest spreads out between Splendor and Tenebrous, and there is also a massive volcano and surrounding crags that seem to house devils and more infernal dragons and constructs. The citizens are a bit wary of Happy now, not being rude but not trying to engage with him for too long as they go about their day.
Rendy would soon notice Tiffany and start flying down. "Hello!" he greets excitedly.
Ezeroc hears the humming and grows defensive for her unhatched brood. "Who enters my lair?" she speaks, mandibles clacking together.
He makes sure not to waste too much of their time, just apologizing, talking for a little bit, before moving onto the next, leaving each of them a gift, somehow perfectly tailored to the person.
Out of a shadow walks Nagoriyuki, waving to them with a soft smile "Hello, I apologize, Slayer advised I keep a watch of you."
She has her chain axe resting on her shoulder as she curtsies to them, smiling softly, not yet revealing her destructive side "Hello there."
Slayer reveals himself, giving a small smirk "Oh, simply a gentleman. Do not be afraid, I wouldn't seek to harm a mother." He bows deeply, a glass of wine appearing in his hand.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
As Phantom is exploring, passing through the Valley of Herionidus, he can sense a vaguely familiar presence- another Will of Undeath, though of a different sort.
Orchid sees Rendy flying around, and goes up to meet him again. Writhing vines emerge from the Will of Thorns, burrowing into the ground and lifting them upwards towards the majestic moth. "Hello again, Rendy." She says, a smile on her face. "How have you been?"
Phantom, curious about sensing a new will that shares a domain, would start flying towards the where he senses the will.
"Hi Orchid!" Rendy waves with one of his scythe-like arms in greeting. "I'm doing great! What about you?"
A bit deeper into the valley, he sees a figure walking around on twelve spindly metallic legs, taking samples of plant life they chance upon. She wears an emerald green hooded cloak, and clothes that would suggest she is part of a nobility under a large leather apron with many pockets and straps to stow all manner of tools. Parts of her body seem to have been replaced by mechanical parts, which faintly glow from within. Eris looks up at Phantom, being able to clearly see him despite the distance. "Hello there." She calls out, a faint electrical crackling in her voice.
"I've been doing well- maintaining the Amber Marsh, mostly." She responds. "I see your metamorphosis was a success. You look magnificent."
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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She sighs, calming down a little. “Just… stay a bit away from it. Those skulls at its roots are not decorations. And it’s not just a sacred space… it’s a tomb. And your first day in the valley? How’d you get to the center of it that fast? It’s at least a few days on foot from any end of the valley to the center…”
*if anyone forgot, the Valley is in fact absolutely enormous, nearly a hundred miles across*
"I arrived here on a large transport vehicle. On a good day, and with even enough ground, it could move twenty miles from one sunrise to the next. I promise, neither I or any of my family will interfere with the tree again." She responds, looking out towards the tree and putting her hands in her pockets- though, one of the hand's joints seems to get stuck for a second. "I'll have to reapply oil there, it seems." She mutters to herself.
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)
“Thank you… excuse me for my worry… my son died there a year back.”
*forgot to respond to Orchid, sorry!*
”I believe it Is Foréir. But be careful, Foréir is nearly as old as gods like Cogintius.”
Eris is silent for a moment. "I am truly sorry for your loss." She responds, sitting on the grass.
"Oh, don't worry- I'm not planning on resorting to violence. I have a plan to arrange a trade of sorts... though, that's for a later time."
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)
After a moment of silence, she says, “eh, it’s… fine. So, where are ya from?” She asks.
“What… what kind of trade?”
*How is all the Smorgasboard?*
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Also I have a fun thread that explores an idea about dreams based off the movie Inception. I still need to add the link but stay tuned.
"I traveled here from the Grey Peaks, but I'm originally from Ravenknoll- big town in an even bigger forest, easily a few hundred miles from here. Though, it's been a long while since I've gone back. I wonder how things are holding up there."
"A trade of resources. The crown, for a lifetime supply of divine amber. It's easy for me to make, and they may find it valuable. I'm sure they'll have multiple uses for it."
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)
*all is well, my friend!*
“Never heard of it… what are you doing in the Valley then?”
”I see… that could work. But be careful, last time a god had the crown, Crotalus, it made them seek out and try to kill Faltros. Foréir might be a little… unstable.”
*Apologies for the delay*
"I came here as I had heard there were several Wills that lived in the surrounding area. I wanted to see for myself, seeing as... well, never mind that."
"I will be. For now, though, I need to prepare. Farewell for now, Angelo." With that, Orchid walks away back to her domain.
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)
*Good, very good, I hope to play soon, been busy so just checking in every now and then.*
I have made a huge homebrew setting that I am still working on putting here in DDB. Please give me feedback, I want to know all of what I am doing wrong, and what I am doing right. The thread is a huge work in progress, so everything in it from content to layout is subject to change. Please check this forum: Welcome to Zionderia
Also I have a fun thread that explores an idea about dreams based off the movie Inception. I still need to add the link but stay tuned.
*same! I’m a bit busy too, my school is starting up again tomorrow after Winter Break.*
Orchidaceae is creating gargantuan monoliths of raw amber- golden spires of crystal that stretch upwards over a hundred feet and spitting into branches like coral.
Eris is wandering the fields around the Mirth Manor, deep in thought.
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)
Zeon returns to the Fundamental Isles to begin making changes to the various islands in its archipelago.
Volumdremaak is flying around the world collecting lost souls.
Mephilia and Zakator continue work to revolutionize the kingdom's technology, infrastructure, and prosperity.
Visk is currently traveling around the Valley, his steps causing all manner of beautiful flowers to bloom as the air around him is filled with lively music and dancing butterflies during the day and fireflies at night.
Phantom is doing a bit of exploring, seeing what other sort of places and wills he can meet.
Asada has been observing the fortified town Sophia has been commanding, slowly adding his own protections to the place and posting his own spy network and assassins to strike out at threats coming to the city. He feels like this young woman is important to protect, though he is still not fully sure why.
Rendy is flying around, excited to meet new friends are usual.
Ezeroc is in her lair, protecting a huge nest of eggs that will becoming part of her ever growing brood.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Happy Chaos' hologram is walking around the kingdom, apologizing to people for having turned them into monsters, though he admits he would do it again if he got the chance.
He can feel someone watching him, though the feeling doesn't feel hostile in the slightest.
Tiffany is skipping around, causing destruction as she always does, incredibly bored by the lack of wars and such.
They can hear the sound of distant footsteps, and the humming of a man, though no one in the lair would have seen anyone, the power of a will at work.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
As Phantom is exploring, passing through the Valley of Herionidus, he can sense a vaguely familiar presence- another Will of Undeath, though of a different sort.
Orchid sees Rendy flying around, and goes up to meet him again. Writhing vines emerge from the Will of Thorns, burrowing into the ground and lifting them upwards towards the majestic moth. "Hello again, Rendy." She says, a smile on her face. "How have you been?"
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)
Happy can see that the Kingdom has expanded significantly, a large fey-like twilight forest spreads out between Splendor and Tenebrous, and there is also a massive volcano and surrounding crags that seem to house devils and more infernal dragons and constructs. The citizens are a bit wary of Happy now, not being rude but not trying to engage with him for too long as they go about their day.
Phantom looks around, curiously. "Hello? Who's there?"
Rendy would soon notice Tiffany and start flying down. "Hello!" he greets excitedly.
Ezeroc hears the humming and grows defensive for her unhatched brood. "Who enters my lair?" she speaks, mandibles clacking together.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Phantom, curious about sensing a new will that shares a domain, would start flying towards the where he senses the will.
"Hi Orchid!" Rendy waves with one of his scythe-like arms in greeting. "I'm doing great! What about you?"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He makes sure not to waste too much of their time, just apologizing, talking for a little bit, before moving onto the next, leaving each of them a gift, somehow perfectly tailored to the person.
Out of a shadow walks Nagoriyuki, waving to them with a soft smile "Hello, I apologize, Slayer advised I keep a watch of you."
She has her chain axe resting on her shoulder as she curtsies to them, smiling softly, not yet revealing her destructive side "Hello there."
Slayer reveals himself, giving a small smirk "Oh, simply a gentleman. Do not be afraid, I wouldn't seek to harm a mother." He bows deeply, a glass of wine appearing in his hand.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
A bit deeper into the valley, he sees a figure walking around on twelve spindly metallic legs, taking samples of plant life they chance upon. She wears an emerald green hooded cloak, and clothes that would suggest she is part of a nobility under a large leather apron with many pockets and straps to stow all manner of tools. Parts of her body seem to have been replaced by mechanical parts, which faintly glow from within. Eris looks up at Phantom, being able to clearly see him despite the distance. "Hello there." She calls out, a faint electrical crackling in her voice.
"I've been doing well- maintaining the Amber Marsh, mostly." She responds. "I see your metamorphosis was a success. You look magnificent."
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)