"Well, as a god of knowledge I can't turn down teaching someone. Continuing...
Demons are, from what I can tell, beings formed from the tides of chaos and destruction. For example, Faltros, that foul demon who's supporting the Godless Ones, is formed primarily on fear.
And lastly, Great Ones. Great Ones are beings outside of typical norms when it comes to Will categories. Basically, they're a sort of 'none of the above'.
I personally am a god. I do not know what you are."
The recording device clicks off as they finish, with the whirling of gears soon replacing it. "I would hypothesize that I am some form of Demon, a piece of the old order fused with the destructive energy which surrounded by casket. How long ago did these 'tides of chaos and destruction' occur?"
"Hmmmm, do you mean how long has it been since the world was created? Strangely, the destruction comes around there, almost like there was a world before this one that was destroyed...
But keeping track of time is Clepsydris's thing. I'd estimate around some hundred years."
“Clepsydris? And how is that?”
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
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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
"Well, as a god of knowledge I can't turn down teaching someone. Continuing...
Demons are, from what I can tell, beings formed from the tides of chaos and destruction. For example, Faltros, that foul demon who's supporting the Godless Ones, is formed primarily on fear.
And lastly, Great Ones. Great Ones are beings outside of typical norms when it comes to Will categories. Basically, they're a sort of 'none of the above'.
I personally am a god. I do not know what you are."
The recording device clicks off as they finish, with the whirling of gears soon replacing it. "I would hypothesize that I am some form of Demon, a piece of the old order fused with the destructive energy which surrounded by casket. How long ago did these 'tides of chaos and destruction' occur?"
"Hmmmm, do you mean how long has it been since the world was created? Strangely, the destruction comes around there, almost like there was a world before this one that was destroyed...
But keeping track of time is Clepsydris's thing. I'd estimate around some hundred years."
“Clepsydris? And how is that?”
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
“You seem strong enough to defeat others. How powerful is the opposition?”
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Well, as a god of knowledge I can't turn down teaching someone. Continuing...
Demons are, from what I can tell, beings formed from the tides of chaos and destruction. For example, Faltros, that foul demon who's supporting the Godless Ones, is formed primarily on fear.
And lastly, Great Ones. Great Ones are beings outside of typical norms when it comes to Will categories. Basically, they're a sort of 'none of the above'.
I personally am a god. I do not know what you are."
The recording device clicks off as they finish, with the whirling of gears soon replacing it. "I would hypothesize that I am some form of Demon, a piece of the old order fused with the destructive energy which surrounded by casket. How long ago did these 'tides of chaos and destruction' occur?"
"Hmmmm, do you mean how long has it been since the world was created? Strangely, the destruction comes around there, almost like there was a world before this one that was destroyed...
But keeping track of time is Clepsydris's thing. I'd estimate around some hundred years."
“Clepsydris? And how is that?”
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
“You seem strong enough to defeat others. How powerful is the opposition?”
The army consists of hundreds of undead, Godless One soldiers, strange beasts, 17 warlocks who can activate shields against the divine, and a demon leading them all. Very powerful.
And I suppose that is why I must do this." He begins chanting something and raising his hands towards the mortals. They bow. Suddenly, they seem to look stronger. A almost invisible aura of light surrounds them that fades away.
Just like the Godless Ones made the first warlocks, Cogintius has made the first clerics. (Also, Carso came up with this idea. Not me)
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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
"Well, as a god of knowledge I can't turn down teaching someone. Continuing...
Demons are, from what I can tell, beings formed from the tides of chaos and destruction. For example, Faltros, that foul demon who's supporting the Godless Ones, is formed primarily on fear.
And lastly, Great Ones. Great Ones are beings outside of typical norms when it comes to Will categories. Basically, they're a sort of 'none of the above'.
I personally am a god. I do not know what you are."
The recording device clicks off as they finish, with the whirling of gears soon replacing it. "I would hypothesize that I am some form of Demon, a piece of the old order fused with the destructive energy which surrounded by casket. How long ago did these 'tides of chaos and destruction' occur?"
"Hmmmm, do you mean how long has it been since the world was created? Strangely, the destruction comes around there, almost like there was a world before this one that was destroyed...
But keeping track of time is Clepsydris's thing. I'd estimate around some hundred years."
“Clepsydris? And how is that?”
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
“You seem strong enough to defeat others. How powerful is the opposition?”
The army consists of hundreds of undead, Godless One soldiers, strange beasts, 17 warlocks who can activate shields against the divine, and a demon leading them all. Very powerful.
And I suppose that is why I must do this." He begins chanting something and raising his hands towards the mortals. They bow. Suddenly, they seem to look stronger. A almost invisible aura of light surrounds them that fades away.
Just like the Godless Ones made the first warlocks, Cogintius has made the first clerics. (Also, Carso came up with this idea. Not me)
*cool*
Isdigerdes surveys the land. “Will you grant me more knowledge in return for assistance?” The newly made demon asks
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Well, as a god of knowledge I can't turn down teaching someone. Continuing...
Demons are, from what I can tell, beings formed from the tides of chaos and destruction. For example, Faltros, that foul demon who's supporting the Godless Ones, is formed primarily on fear.
And lastly, Great Ones. Great Ones are beings outside of typical norms when it comes to Will categories. Basically, they're a sort of 'none of the above'.
I personally am a god. I do not know what you are."
The recording device clicks off as they finish, with the whirling of gears soon replacing it. "I would hypothesize that I am some form of Demon, a piece of the old order fused with the destructive energy which surrounded by casket. How long ago did these 'tides of chaos and destruction' occur?"
"Hmmmm, do you mean how long has it been since the world was created? Strangely, the destruction comes around there, almost like there was a world before this one that was destroyed...
But keeping track of time is Clepsydris's thing. I'd estimate around some hundred years."
“Clepsydris? And how is that?”
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
“You seem strong enough to defeat others. How powerful is the opposition?”
The army consists of hundreds of undead, Godless One soldiers, strange beasts, 17 warlocks who can activate shields against the divine, and a demon leading them all. Very powerful.
And I suppose that is why I must do this." He begins chanting something and raising his hands towards the mortals. They bow. Suddenly, they seem to look stronger. A almost invisible aura of light surrounds them that fades away.
Just like the Godless Ones made the first warlocks, Cogintius has made the first clerics. (Also, Carso came up with this idea. Not me)
*cool*
Isdigerdes surveys the land. “Will you grant me more knowledge in return for assistance?” The newly made demon asks
"What would you wish to know?"
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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
"Well, as a god of knowledge I can't turn down teaching someone. Continuing...
Demons are, from what I can tell, beings formed from the tides of chaos and destruction. For example, Faltros, that foul demon who's supporting the Godless Ones, is formed primarily on fear.
And lastly, Great Ones. Great Ones are beings outside of typical norms when it comes to Will categories. Basically, they're a sort of 'none of the above'.
I personally am a god. I do not know what you are."
The recording device clicks off as they finish, with the whirling of gears soon replacing it. "I would hypothesize that I am some form of Demon, a piece of the old order fused with the destructive energy which surrounded by casket. How long ago did these 'tides of chaos and destruction' occur?"
"Hmmmm, do you mean how long has it been since the world was created? Strangely, the destruction comes around there, almost like there was a world before this one that was destroyed...
But keeping track of time is Clepsydris's thing. I'd estimate around some hundred years."
“Clepsydris? And how is that?”
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
“You seem strong enough to defeat others. How powerful is the opposition?”
The army consists of hundreds of undead, Godless One soldiers, strange beasts, 17 warlocks who can activate shields against the divine, and a demon leading them all. Very powerful.
And I suppose that is why I must do this." He begins chanting something and raising his hands towards the mortals. They bow. Suddenly, they seem to look stronger. A almost invisible aura of light surrounds them that fades away.
Just like the Godless Ones made the first warlocks, Cogintius has made the first clerics. (Also, Carso came up with this idea. Not me)
*cool*
Isdigerdes surveys the land. “Will you grant me more knowledge in return for assistance?” The newly made demon asks
"What would you wish to know?"
“The present condition of the world, who are the players, and most probably, (considering the war going on being a standard practice) safety.”
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I had a cool idea, I've begun reading (well, listening to) H.P. Lovecraft, so I want to make an indescribable eldritch entity*
A shape comes into being, a strange one, like nothing seen before, inexplicable and incomprehensible. An entity composed of emptiness, yet somehow visible. A constant pulsing, each part of it shrinking and growing as it moves through a higher dimensional plane, it's non-euclidian body warping and changing, covered in eyes. It's flesh, if you could call it that, is a color outside of the normal spectrum. A cold and hating color, the shade of loneliness and emptiness. As it crawls, it's seven legs disappear into it's body as more continually grow out then proceed to absorb back into it, barely dragging itself across the ground, leaving behind an ichor of the unsettling unfathomable color.
A man sits in his hovel, living on his own. He walks outside, and is stricken by the pure horror of the visage before him, falling dead, unable to survive in the presence of the inconceivable being. The being mumbles and groans, making sounds no man could, and drags itself towards the man. It's many limbs hug the man's dead body close in a strange embrace. It slowly absorbs the body, making a melancholy, moaning bellow as the man disappears into it's disgusting form.
An indescribable, unnamed eldritch creature of loneliness, Strife domain.
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*I had a cool idea, I've begun reading (well, listening to) H.P. Lovecraft, so I want to make an indescribable eldritch entity*
A shape comes into being, a strange one, like nothing seen before, inexplicable and incomprehensible. An entity composed of emptiness, yet somehow visible. A constant pulsing, each part of it shrinking and growing as it moves through a higher dimensional plane, it's non-euclidian body warping and changing, covered in eyes. It's flesh, if you could call it that, is a color outside of the normal spectrum. A cold and hating color, the shade of loneliness and emptiness. As it crawls, it's seven legs disappear into it's body as more continually grow out then proceed to absorb back into it, barely dragging itself across the ground, leaving behind an ichor of the unsettling unfathomable color.
A man sits in his hovel, living on his own. He walks outside, and is stricken by the pure horror of the visage before him, falling dead, unable to survive in the presence of the inconceivable being. The being mumbles and groans, making sounds no man could, and drags itself towards the man. It's many limbs hug the man's dead body close in a strange embrace. It slowly absorbs the body, making a melancholy, moaning bellow as the man disappears into it's disgusting form.
An indescribable, unnamed eldritch creature of loneliness, Strife domain.
Isdigerdes, demon of stasis (time) (undeath) and observation (knowledge) and earth, walks over, observing the distrubence. The warforges gears whirl as they survey the new characer. "What are you?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I had a cool idea, I've begun reading (well, listening to) H.P. Lovecraft, so I want to make an indescribable eldritch entity*
A shape comes into being, a strange one, like nothing seen before, inexplicable and incomprehensible. An entity composed of emptiness, yet somehow visible. A constant pulsing, each part of it shrinking and growing as it moves through a higher dimensional plane, it's non-euclidian body warping and changing, covered in eyes. It's flesh, if you could call it that, is a color outside of the normal spectrum. A cold and hating color, the shade of loneliness and emptiness. As it crawls, it's seven legs disappear into it's body as more continually grow out then proceed to absorb back into it, barely dragging itself across the ground, leaving behind an ichor of the unsettling unfathomable color.
A man sits in his hovel, living on his own. He walks outside, and is stricken by the pure horror of the visage before him, falling dead, unable to survive in the presence of the inconceivable being. The being mumbles and groans, making sounds no man could, and drags itself towards the man. It's many limbs hug the man's dead body close in a strange embrace. It slowly absorbs the body, making a melancholy, moaning bellow as the man disappears into it's disgusting form.
An indescribable, unnamed eldritch creature of loneliness, Strife domain.
Isdigerdes, demon of stasis (time) (undeath) and observation (knowledge) and earth, walks over, observing the distrubence. The warforges gears whirl as they survey the new characer. "What are you?
It alters it's course, dragging it's way towards you, crawling at the ground. A horrifying, disgusting howl sounding almost like deep gargling emanates from somewhere within it. As a demon, you of course have much power, so you are barely able to make out the meaning of it's ancient and primal speech.
It repeats these sounds over and over, slowly going quieter and quieter until it is like the hushed breeze of the morning, and then fades to nothing.
It continues to crawl towards you. As it approaches, you can feel your mind begin to unravel, and your strength drain. For all the sorrow this creature experiences, pity doesn't change it's dangerous and abominable nature.
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*hey Carso, wanna do the Raegus joining thing? Along with the Warlock plans?*
*yeah, sure! Also wadda ya think of the spooky new eldritch horror I made? :D*
*It's very cool and spooky. As an abberation of nightmares I approve*
Cogintius is sitting in the T.O.M, strategizing with the remaining elders (rip Elder 1) as well as the clerics.
The army is ready to resume marching once the Warlocks have awoken.
Having stayed in Cog's city since the fire pillar, Raegus joins him in the T.O.M.
"What manner of threat do we face?" He says, a grim look on his face.
Dave, Warlock of Faltros, high ranking cultist of the Godless Ones, and ex-leader of the short-lived Church of Normalcy wakes early, and goes outside. Stepping lightly to avoid rousing the army, he walks to the very center of the encampment and enters a tent. Once inside, he begins to speak. "Master, we are almost ready to engage. We await your orders." He bows to an emaciated figure in what appears to be ancient and dirty ceremonial garb. The figure is almost entirely shrouded in shadow, hiding. "Good..." the figure says in a weak and low drawl, drawing out the sound. "Tell the army..." The figure begins to wheeze and cough dryly before continuing. "To move out."
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*hey Carso, wanna do the Raegus joining thing? Along with the Warlock plans?*
*yeah, sure! Also wadda ya think of the spooky new eldritch horror I made? :D*
*It's very cool and spooky. As an abberation of nightmares I approve*
Cogintius is sitting in the T.O.M, strategizing with the remaining elders (rip Elder 1) as well as the clerics.
The army is ready to resume marching once the Warlocks have awoken.
Having stayed in Cog's city since the fire pillar, Raegus joins him in the T.O.M.
"What manner of threat do we face?" He says, a grim look on his face.
Dave, Warlock of Faltros, high ranking cultist of the Godless Ones, and ex-leader of the short-lived Church of Normalcy wakes early, and goes outside. Stepping lightly to avoid rousing the army, he walks to the very center of the encampment and enters a tent. Once inside, he begins to speak. "Master, we are almost ready to engage. We await your orders." He bows to an emaciated figure in what appears to be ancient and dirty ceremonial garb. The figure is almost entirely shrouded in shadow, hiding. "Good..." the figure says in a weak and low drawl, drawing out the sound. "Tell the army..." The figure begins to wheeze and cough dryly before continuing. "To move out."
"Tell me, good friend, have you heard of the Godless Ones?"
As Dave walks out of the figures tent and his fellow Warlocks rouse from their slumber, they realize something. Each of the Seventeen have undergone some changes. Their skin is slowly tinting red or purple. The smallest of tails and horns form. Their eyes all are lightly glowing like the embers of a fire and have begun to change color.
Faltros walks up to them. "Oh my... Quite peculiar. It seems my powers have changed some of your very essence, your very soul. But do not worry, this is not a curse. Far from it. I believe your changes shall make you even stronger then before."
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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
"He's the god of time. The co-founder of the Mythos of Order. (You probably won't be able to meet him tho, he's played by The FallenShard who's inactive now)" He pens through his book. "Are you all sure this will work? Who knows how big their army is..." He looks at the mortals.
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 seem strong enough to defeat others. How powerful is the opposition?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The army consists of hundreds of undead, Godless One soldiers, strange beasts, 17 warlocks who can activate shields against the divine, and a demon leading them all. Very powerful.
And I suppose that is why I must do this." He begins chanting something and raising his hands towards the mortals. They bow. Suddenly, they seem to look stronger. A almost invisible aura of light surrounds them that fades away.
Just like the Godless Ones made the first warlocks, Cogintius has made the first clerics. (Also, Carso came up with this idea. Not me)
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
*cool*
Isdigerdes surveys the land. “Will you grant me more knowledge in return for assistance?” The newly made demon asks
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"What would you wish to know?"
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
“The present condition of the world, who are the players, and most probably, (considering the war going on being a standard practice) safety.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Very well, it's a deal. We shall need all the help we can get."
The Godless Ones have resumed marching towards the T.O.M.
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
Isdigerdes, demon of undeath, knowledge, earth, and peace surveys the scene. "Their shields, only against the powers of the divine do they defend?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I had a cool idea, I've begun reading (well, listening to) H.P. Lovecraft, so I want to make an indescribable eldritch entity*
A shape comes into being, a strange one, like nothing seen before, inexplicable and incomprehensible. An entity composed of emptiness, yet somehow visible. A constant pulsing, each part of it shrinking and growing as it moves through a higher dimensional plane, it's non-euclidian body warping and changing, covered in eyes. It's flesh, if you could call it that, is a color outside of the normal spectrum. A cold and hating color, the shade of loneliness and emptiness. As it crawls, it's seven legs disappear into it's body as more continually grow out then proceed to absorb back into it, barely dragging itself across the ground, leaving behind an ichor of the unsettling unfathomable color.
A man sits in his hovel, living on his own. He walks outside, and is stricken by the pure horror of the visage before him, falling dead, unable to survive in the presence of the inconceivable being. The being mumbles and groans, making sounds no man could, and drags itself towards the man. It's many limbs hug the man's dead body close in a strange embrace. It slowly absorbs the body, making a melancholy, moaning bellow as the man disappears into it's disgusting form.
An indescribable, unnamed eldritch creature of loneliness, Strife domain.
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
Isdigerdes, demon of stasis (time) (undeath) and observation (knowledge) and earth, walks over, observing the distrubence. The warforges gears whirl as they survey the new characer. "What are you?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Herionidus is tending to the deathbloom, a small golden flower within a hollow in the largest tree in his domain, atop a hill.
Isdigerdes floats over, examining the thing. “You care to this unique plants?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Oh, hello! And yes, it is a very important plant. It’s my Sacred artifact, to be exact. Along with this tree, it’s my most prized possession.”
It alters it's course, dragging it's way towards you, crawling at the ground. A horrifying, disgusting howl sounding almost like deep gargling emanates from somewhere within it. As a demon, you of course have much power, so you are barely able to make out the meaning of it's ancient and primal speech.
"Lonely... empty... worthless... disgusting... unlovable..."
It repeats these sounds over and over, slowly going quieter and quieter until it is like the hushed breeze of the morning, and then fades to nothing.
It continues to crawl towards you. As it approaches, you can feel your mind begin to unravel, and your strength drain. For all the sorrow this creature experiences, pity doesn't change it's dangerous and abominable nature.
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*hey Carso, wanna do the Raegus joining thing? Along with the Warlock plans?*
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
*yeah, sure! Also wadda ya think of the spooky new eldritch horror I made? :D*
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*It's very cool and spooky. As an abberation of nightmares I approve*
Cogintius is sitting in the T.O.M, strategizing with the remaining elders (rip Elder 1) as well as the clerics.
The army is ready to resume marching once the Warlocks have awoken.
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
Having stayed in Cog's city since the fire pillar, Raegus joins him in the T.O.M.
"What manner of threat do we face?" He says, a grim look on his face.
Dave, Warlock of Faltros, high ranking cultist of the Godless Ones, and ex-leader of the short-lived Church of Normalcy wakes early, and goes outside. Stepping lightly to avoid rousing the army, he walks to the very center of the encampment and enters a tent. Once inside, he begins to speak. "Master, we are almost ready to engage. We await your orders." He bows to an emaciated figure in what appears to be ancient and dirty ceremonial garb. The figure is almost entirely shrouded in shadow, hiding. "Good..." the figure says in a weak and low drawl, drawing out the sound. "Tell the army..." The figure begins to wheeze and cough dryly before continuing. "To move out."
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
"Tell me, good friend, have you heard of the Godless Ones?"
As Dave walks out of the figures tent and his fellow Warlocks rouse from their slumber, they realize something. Each of the Seventeen have undergone some changes. Their skin is slowly tinting red or purple. The smallest of tails and horns form. Their eyes all are lightly glowing like the embers of a fire and have begun to change color.
Faltros walks up to them. "Oh my... Quite peculiar. It seems my powers have changed some of your very essence, your very soul. But do not worry, this is not a curse. Far from it. I believe your changes shall make you even stronger then before."
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