Zeon has come to a small, uninhabited cluster of mountains flowing rivers, pristine lakes, and lush valleys forests in between. Using its immense power, it begins to shape the range into a living elemental creature in the shape of a colossal tortoise, the mountain range becoming the top of it's shell. Zeon has instilled it with a calm and gentle nature, as well as enough power and durability that none but the gods could take this creature down. The creature lets out a low bellow that echos for miles, vibrating the air and earth around it, before it begins to slowly lumber onwards to whatever destination it desires. *This is meant to be a CR 30+ creature*
As it lets out its bellowing roar, it attracts a flock- no, a murder, of birds. Crows the size of dogs, feathers and beaks dripping with acid. Hundreds of them follow the tortoise.
Zeon watches them, recognizing them from before when it was connected to Xezithic. "Hm..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon has come to a small, uninhabited cluster of mountains flowing rivers, pristine lakes, and lush valleys forests in between. Using its immense power, it begins to shape the range into a living elemental creature in the shape of a colossal tortoise, the mountain range becoming the top of it's shell. Zeon has instilled it with a calm and gentle nature, as well as enough power and durability that none but the gods could take this creature down. The creature lets out a low bellow that echos for miles, vibrating the air and earth around it, before it begins to slowly lumber onwards to whatever destination it desires. *This is meant to be a CR 30+ creature*
As it lets out its bellowing roar, it attracts a flock- no, a murder, of birds. Crows the size of dogs, feathers and beaks dripping with acid. Hundreds of them follow the tortoise.
Zeon watches them, recognizing them from before when it was connected to Xezithic. "Hm..."
The birds slowly begin to land upon the creature’s immense shell, curiously exploring the area and inhabiting any trees, secluded clearings, or cliff faces upon the creature where they could possibly nest. About three fourths of them go with the giant tortoise, while the other fourth scatter off into the distance, likely to start their own flocks.
Zeon has come to a small, uninhabited cluster of mountains flowing rivers, pristine lakes, and lush valleys forests in between. Using its immense power, it begins to shape the range into a living elemental creature in the shape of a colossal tortoise, the mountain range becoming the top of it's shell. Zeon has instilled it with a calm and gentle nature, as well as enough power and durability that none but the gods could take this creature down. The creature lets out a low bellow that echos for miles, vibrating the air and earth around it, before it begins to slowly lumber onwards to whatever destination it desires. *This is meant to be a CR 30+ creature*
As it lets out its bellowing roar, it attracts a flock- no, a murder, of birds. Crows the size of dogs, feathers and beaks dripping with acid. Hundreds of them follow the tortoise.
Zeon watches them, recognizing them from before when it was connected to Xezithic. "Hm..."
The birds slowly begin to land upon the creature’s immense shell, curiously exploring the area and inhabiting any trees, secluded clearings, or cliff faces upon the creature where they could possibly nest. About three fourths of them go with the giant tortoise, while the other fourth scatter off into the distance, likely to start their own flocks.
There is an abundance of space for them to make their nests, the tortoise back stretching for several dozen miles.
Taking a bit of inspiration from the strange crow creatures, Zeon thinks of other creature it can create as it starts walking along.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon has come to a small, uninhabited cluster of mountains flowing rivers, pristine lakes, and lush valleys forests in between. Using its immense power, it begins to shape the range into a living elemental creature in the shape of a colossal tortoise, the mountain range becoming the top of it's shell. Zeon has instilled it with a calm and gentle nature, as well as enough power and durability that none but the gods could take this creature down. The creature lets out a low bellow that echos for miles, vibrating the air and earth around it, before it begins to slowly lumber onwards to whatever destination it desires. *This is meant to be a CR 30+ creature*
As it lets out its bellowing roar, it attracts a flock- no, a murder, of birds. Crows the size of dogs, feathers and beaks dripping with acid. Hundreds of them follow the tortoise.
Zeon watches them, recognizing them from before when it was connected to Xezithic. "Hm..."
The birds slowly begin to land upon the creature’s immense shell, curiously exploring the area and inhabiting any trees, secluded clearings, or cliff faces upon the creature where they could possibly nest. About three fourths of them go with the giant tortoise, while the other fourth scatter off into the distance, likely to start their own flocks.
There is an abundance of space for them to make their nests, the tortoise back stretching for several dozen miles.
Taking a bit of inspiration from the strange crow creatures, Zeon thinks of other creature it can create as it starts walking along.
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
“OOOH, THE NEWS, DARLING. the juiciest gossip this side of the River Herionidus! So basically, today’s biggest story is that Mother Anne, a priest of Clepsydris, is… *gasp* taking donations to their church and *double gasp* using it for himself! Interesting, right?”
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
“OOOH, THE NEWS, DARLING. the juiciest gossip this side of the River Herionidus! So basically, today’s biggest story is that Mother Anne, a priest of Clepsydris, is… *gasp* taking donations to their church and *double gasp* using it for himself! Interesting, right?”
"I am not aware of this...Clepsydris, or their priest..." Zeon says confused.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
“OOOH, THE NEWS, DARLING. the juiciest gossip this side of the River Herionidus! So basically, today’s biggest story is that Mother Anne, a priest of Clepsydris, is… *gasp* taking donations to their church and *double gasp* using it for herself! Interesting, right?”
"I am not aware of this...Clepsydris, or their priest..." Zeon says confused.
“Oh, it’s In the city of order. Clepsydris? Old news, not important, just founded the mythos of order with dear Ol’ Cogintius, darling. But his priest, oh She’s ALL THE TALK today! I mean, people in the city of peace are even talking about it! And a few hours ago there was a rumor that some of the acolytes were helping her do it! And someone’s baby went missing, not related… probably, but they say someone stole it! Ooh, and there was a fire that burnt down a high class restaurant yesterday night!”
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
“OOOH, THE NEWS, DARLING. the juiciest gossip this side of the River Herionidus! So basically, today’s biggest story is that Mother Anne, a priest of Clepsydris, is… *gasp* taking donations to their church and *double gasp* using it for herself! Interesting, right?”
"I am not aware of this...Clepsydris, or their priest..." Zeon says confused.
“Oh, it’s In the city of order. Clepsydris? Old news, not important, just founded the mythos of order with dear Ol’ Cogintius, darling. But his priest, oh She’s ALL THE TALK today! I mean, people in the city of peace are even talking about it! And a few hours ago there was a rumor that some of the acolytes were helping her do it! And someone’s baby went missing, not related… probably, but they say someone stole it! Ooh, and there was a fire that burnt down a high class restaurant yesterday night!”
"Sounds like things are pretty..."chaotic" in the City of Order. I can only imagine what the Will in charge is handling that."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
“OOOH, THE NEWS, DARLING. the juiciest gossip this side of the River Herionidus! So basically, today’s biggest story is that Mother Anne, a priest of Clepsydris, is… *gasp* taking donations to their church and *double gasp* using it for herself! Interesting, right?”
"I am not aware of this...Clepsydris, or their priest..." Zeon says confused.
“Oh, it’s In the city of order. Clepsydris? Old news, not important, just founded the mythos of order with dear Ol’ Cogintius, darling. But his priest, oh She’s ALL THE TALK today! I mean, people in the city of peace are even talking about it! And a few hours ago there was a rumor that some of the acolytes were helping her do it! And someone’s baby went missing, not related… probably, but they say someone stole it! Ooh, and there was a fire that burnt down a high class restaurant yesterday night!”
"Sounds like things are pretty..."chaotic" in the City of Order. I can only imagine what the Will in charge is handling that."
“OOH, I’m sure they’re cracking under all that pressure! Lemme go and tell everyone about that! They’ll LOVE IT-“
Elaraj has taken to the skies on his island again, and is flying towards a nearby river
*may i have a description for Elaraj?*
He finds the most prominent river in the world, one that stretches across the land for thousands of miles, its many offshoots feeding into smaller rivers and swamps everywhere: the River Herionidus. It’s lush with life of all varieties, colorful and overgrown. He comes across, at the bend of the river, a magnificent building, somewhere between a temple and a Manor, built upon the water, a bridge leading to shore. (Imagine the bathhouse from Spirited Away*
sure! he's a large humanoid crocodile in a fur-trimmed, purple royal robe. he flies around on a crystal floating island sporting a chaise lounge and bowl full of live, gem-encrusted tortoises. he eats them like popcorn.
lvl 1 decadence demon.
elaraj lands his island at the foot of the bridge, crosses it, and knocks at the door
The doors swing open, and it reveals what seems to be one part hotel, one part restaurant, one part temple, and all extremely decadent and opulent. Someone a red uniform greets him at the door. He has bright violet eyes and a darker olive skin. The Manor, from the outside, seems to be several stories tall, and even though Elaraj can only see the first story currently, it already feels enormous. Most of it is an open lounge area, a hot spring in the very center. Tables are set up around the lounge and on the sides are various bars and restaurants, as well as many hotel rooms. There are staircases to upper floors, as well as a primitive sort of elevator. Even inside, there are plants or every kind within the water, growing on the walls, producing many delicious looking fruits and gorgeous flowers. At the very front, near the entrance, is a front desk, manned by a little rat that seems to be checking people into the hotel and giving them keys to their rooms.
"howdy! how are you?"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Elaraj has taken to the skies on his island again, and is flying towards a nearby river
*may i have a description for Elaraj?*
He finds the most prominent river in the world, one that stretches across the land for thousands of miles, its many offshoots feeding into smaller rivers and swamps everywhere: the River Herionidus. It’s lush with life of all varieties, colorful and overgrown. He comes across, at the bend of the river, a magnificent building, somewhere between a temple and a Manor, built upon the water, a bridge leading to shore. (Imagine the bathhouse from Spirited Away*
sure! he's a large humanoid crocodile in a fur-trimmed, purple royal robe. he flies around on a crystal floating island sporting a chaise lounge and bowl full of live, gem-encrusted tortoises. he eats them like popcorn.
lvl 1 decadence demon.
elaraj lands his island at the foot of the bridge, crosses it, and knocks at the door
The doors swing open, and it reveals what seems to be one part hotel, one part restaurant, one part temple, and all extremely decadent and opulent. Someone a red uniform greets him at the door. He has bright violet eyes and a darker olive skin. The Manor, from the outside, seems to be several stories tall, and even though Elaraj can only see the first story currently, it already feels enormous. Most of it is an open lounge area, a hot spring in the very center. Tables are set up around the lounge and on the sides are various bars and restaurants, as well as many hotel rooms. There are staircases to upper floors, as well as a primitive sort of elevator. Even inside, there are plants or every kind within the water, growing on the walls, producing many delicious looking fruits and gorgeous flowers. At the very front, near the entrance, is a front desk, manned by a little rat that seems to be checking people into the hotel and giving them keys to their rooms.
"howdy! how are you?"
(Assuming this is to the rat at the front desk?)
he gets a response within his mind, telepathically, from the rat.
Welcome! I am quite well. Are you here to check in to the Heir’s Bathhouse, hotel and resort?
Elaraj has taken to the skies on his island again, and is flying towards a nearby river
*may i have a description for Elaraj?*
He finds the most prominent river in the world, one that stretches across the land for thousands of miles, its many offshoots feeding into smaller rivers and swamps everywhere: the River Herionidus. It’s lush with life of all varieties, colorful and overgrown. He comes across, at the bend of the river, a magnificent building, somewhere between a temple and a Manor, built upon the water, a bridge leading to shore. (Imagine the bathhouse from Spirited Away*
sure! he's a large humanoid crocodile in a fur-trimmed, purple royal robe. he flies around on a crystal floating island sporting a chaise lounge and bowl full of live, gem-encrusted tortoises. he eats them like popcorn.
lvl 1 decadence demon.
elaraj lands his island at the foot of the bridge, crosses it, and knocks at the door
The doors swing open, and it reveals what seems to be one part hotel, one part restaurant, one part temple, and all extremely decadent and opulent. Someone a red uniform greets him at the door. He has bright violet eyes and a darker olive skin. The Manor, from the outside, seems to be several stories tall, and even though Elaraj can only see the first story currently, it already feels enormous. Most of it is an open lounge area, a hot spring in the very center. Tables are set up around the lounge and on the sides are various bars and restaurants, as well as many hotel rooms. There are staircases to upper floors, as well as a primitive sort of elevator. Even inside, there are plants or every kind within the water, growing on the walls, producing many delicious looking fruits and gorgeous flowers. At the very front, near the entrance, is a front desk, manned by a little rat that seems to be checking people into the hotel and giving them keys to their rooms.
"howdy! how are you?"
(Assuming this is to the rat at the front desk?)
he gets a response within his mind, telepathically, from the rat.
Welcome! I am quite well. Are you here to check in to the Heir’s Bathhouse, hotel and resort?
"Not today. I'm thinking of settling down here, and I brought a gift basket!" *He creates a woven basket filled with deep red wines, fine cigars, and serval live gem encrusted tortoises*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Elaraj has taken to the skies on his island again, and is flying towards a nearby river
*may i have a description for Elaraj?*
He finds the most prominent river in the world, one that stretches across the land for thousands of miles, its many offshoots feeding into smaller rivers and swamps everywhere: the River Herionidus. It’s lush with life of all varieties, colorful and overgrown. He comes across, at the bend of the river, a magnificent building, somewhere between a temple and a Manor, built upon the water, a bridge leading to shore. (Imagine the bathhouse from Spirited Away*
sure! he's a large humanoid crocodile in a fur-trimmed, purple royal robe. he flies around on a crystal floating island sporting a chaise lounge and bowl full of live, gem-encrusted tortoises. he eats them like popcorn.
lvl 1 decadence demon.
elaraj lands his island at the foot of the bridge, crosses it, and knocks at the door
The doors swing open, and it reveals what seems to be one part hotel, one part restaurant, one part temple, and all extremely decadent and opulent. Someone a red uniform greets him at the door. He has bright violet eyes and a darker olive skin. The Manor, from the outside, seems to be several stories tall, and even though Elaraj can only see the first story currently, it already feels enormous. Most of it is an open lounge area, a hot spring in the very center. Tables are set up around the lounge and on the sides are various bars and restaurants, as well as many hotel rooms. There are staircases to upper floors, as well as a primitive sort of elevator. Even inside, there are plants or every kind within the water, growing on the walls, producing many delicious looking fruits and gorgeous flowers. At the very front, near the entrance, is a front desk, manned by a little rat that seems to be checking people into the hotel and giving them keys to their rooms.
"howdy! how are you?"
(Assuming this is to the rat at the front desk?)
he gets a response within his mind, telepathically, from the rat.
Welcome! I am quite well. Are you here to check in to the Heir’s Bathhouse, hotel and resort?
"Not today. I'm thinking of settling down here, and I brought a gift basket!" *He creates a woven basket filled with deep red wines, fine cigars, and serval live gem encrusted tortoises*
Settling down? Gift basket… uh, you might need to talk to the boss about this. They’re on the top floor.
“OOH, I’m sure they’re cracking under all that pressure! Lemme go and tell everyone about that! They’ll LOVE IT-“
"Alright then. Do you need me to take you to the City?"
“O-O-OH NO, Darling! In the half a second since I’ve last said anything, I just told three popular nobles and one gal who writes for the news! You don’t need to do a thing!”
*by the way, they have a New York accent*
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Zeon watches them, recognizing them from before when it was connected to Xezithic. "Hm..."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The birds slowly begin to land upon the creature’s immense shell, curiously exploring the area and inhabiting any trees, secluded clearings, or cliff faces upon the creature where they could possibly nest. About three fourths of them go with the giant tortoise, while the other fourth scatter off into the distance, likely to start their own flocks.
There is an abundance of space for them to make their nests, the tortoise back stretching for several dozen miles.
Taking a bit of inspiration from the strange crow creatures, Zeon thinks of other creature it can create as it starts walking along.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
One of the crows, the largest among them, with claws at the end of their wings and an extra eye, nests on the Tortoise’s giant head. a few of the crows begin to carve symbols into trees on the tortoise: specifically the symbol of the hate beneath the earth, a spiral sort of staircase, going down, down, and down.
Zeon notices that a nearby rock, a tiny pebble a few feet away from wherever they are, begins to shake and emit an irritating ringing noise. (Like a phone ringing)
The tortoise seems unbothered by the crows antics, if it even notices them considering the sheer difference is size.
Zeon notices the ringing and walks over to the strange rock, picking it up.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
It stops ringing, and it starts making other noises. First off, a static-y sort of noise, then it starts speaking.
”Hello, Hello, Hello! Did you hear the news?”
"The news?" Zeon says questioning.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“OOOH, THE NEWS, DARLING. the juiciest gossip this side of the River Herionidus! So basically, today’s biggest story is that Mother Anne, a priest of Clepsydris, is… *gasp* taking donations to their church and *double gasp* using it for himself! Interesting, right?”
"I am not aware of this...Clepsydris, or their priest..." Zeon says confused.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*Hey, I’m here, does anyone want to rp?*
“Oh, it’s In the city of order. Clepsydris? Old news, not important, just founded the mythos of order with dear Ol’ Cogintius, darling. But his priest, oh She’s ALL THE TALK today! I mean, people in the city of peace are even talking about it! And a few hours ago there was a rumor that some of the acolytes were helping her do it! And someone’s baby went missing, not related… probably, but they say someone stole it! Ooh, and there was a fire that burnt down a high class restaurant yesterday night!”
"Sounds like things are pretty..."chaotic" in the City of Order. I can only imagine what the Will in charge is handling that."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*Good afternoon, everyone!*
Eris is collecting fungus samples from the Grey Peaks battlefield.
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)
“OOH, I’m sure they’re cracking under all that pressure! Lemme go and tell everyone about that! They’ll LOVE IT-“
"howdy! how are you?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
(Assuming this is to the rat at the front desk?)
he gets a response within his mind, telepathically, from the rat.
Welcome! I am quite well. Are you here to check in to the Heir’s Bathhouse, hotel and resort?
"Alright then. Do you need me to take you to the City?"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Not today. I'm thinking of settling down here, and I brought a gift basket!" *He creates a woven basket filled with deep red wines, fine cigars, and serval live gem encrusted tortoises*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Settling down? Gift basket… uh, you might need to talk to the boss about this. They’re on the top floor.
“O-O-OH NO, Darling! In the half a second since I’ve last said anything, I just told three popular nobles and one gal who writes for the news! You don’t need to do a thing!”
*by the way, they have a New York accent*