Savut has escorted her crowd to the Twilight Swamp. She has taken residence in a massive tupelo tree. The roots could serve as excellent homes, and most of the dangerous snakes have been gathered away from the people. Eels and frogs lazily swim through the water.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Savut has escorted her crowd to the Twilight Swamp. She has taken residence in a massive tupelo tree. The roots could serve as excellent homes, and most of the dangerous snakes have been gathered away from the people. Eels and frogs lazily swim through the water.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
“How odd.” She slithers from her manor to the edge of the domain. “What could be the cause of this?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Savut has escorted her crowd to the Twilight Swamp. She has taken residence in a massive tupelo tree. The roots could serve as excellent homes, and most of the dangerous snakes have been gathered away from the people. Eels and frogs lazily swim through the water.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
“How odd.” She slithers from her manor to the edge of the domain. “What could be the cause of this?”
*roll arcana*
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Savut has escorted her crowd to the Twilight Swamp. She has taken residence in a massive tupelo tree. The roots could serve as excellent homes, and most of the dangerous snakes have been gathered away from the people. Eels and frogs lazily swim through the water.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
“How odd.” She slithers from her manor to the edge of the domain. “What could be the cause of this?”
*roll arcana*
18
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Savut has escorted her crowd to the Twilight Swamp. She has taken residence in a massive tupelo tree. The roots could serve as excellent homes, and most of the dangerous snakes have been gathered away from the people. Eels and frogs lazily swim through the water.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
“How odd.” She slithers from her manor to the edge of the domain. “What could be the cause of this?”
*roll arcana*
10
They came from a ritual on a grassy field several miles away
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Savut has escorted her crowd to the Twilight Swamp. She has taken residence in a massive tupelo tree. The roots could serve as excellent homes, and most of the dangerous snakes have been gathered away from the people. Eels and frogs lazily swim through the water.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
“How odd.” She slithers from her manor to the edge of the domain. “What could be the cause of this?”
*roll arcana*
10
They came from a ritual on a grassy field several miles away
“Well, that could be worse. At least it’s not close to here.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
After a while, the group of weary People have finally decided who they are going to follow. The leader of the group and around 3 quarters of the rest of them, including most of the stronger and faster ones, flock to Crotalus. The rest of them, most sick, children, or elderly, Join Savut. There is some muttered disagreement and sighs of disappointment, but most of the people in the group follow Crotalus, say about 3200, the rest of them, a bit more than 8 hundred, are with Savut.
the sun is sinking below the horizon.
“Well, the division has been made. I will escort you all to my swamp, and Crotalus- I hope that our two groups are always at peace. In fact, I believe we should erect a monument to commemorate this moment.”
*Sorry this took so long.*
Crotalus stands up on top of the Hellhog, glad that a decision has been made. "I hope peace can be found between our people as well Savut. A monument would be an excellent way to make sure we remember to treat each other real nice like."
“Then let us craft it. Perhaps a crossbreed between two distinctive plants of our respective regions?”
"Hm, plants wither and die. We would have to grant them immortality, and that curse has a nasty habit of showing up in fruit."
After a while, the group of weary People have finally decided who they are going to follow. The leader of the group and around 3 quarters of the rest of them, including most of the stronger and faster ones, flock to Crotalus. The rest of them, most sick, children, or elderly, Join Savut. There is some muttered disagreement and sighs of disappointment, but most of the people in the group follow Crotalus, say about 3200, the rest of them, a bit more than 8 hundred, are with Savut.
the sun is sinking below the horizon.
“Well, the division has been made. I will escort you all to my swamp, and Crotalus- I hope that our two groups are always at peace. In fact, I believe we should erect a monument to commemorate this moment.”
*Sorry this took so long.*
Crotalus stands up on top of the Hellhog, glad that a decision has been made. "I hope peace can be found between our people as well Savut. A monument would be an excellent way to make sure we remember to treat each other real nice like."
“Then let us craft it. Perhaps a crossbreed between two distinctive plants of our respective regions?”
"Hm, plants wither and die. We would have to grant them immortality, and that curse has a nasty habit of showing up in fruit."
“Then why not a massive obelisk of combined minerals from our individual realms?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
After a while, the group of weary People have finally decided who they are going to follow. The leader of the group and around 3 quarters of the rest of them, including most of the stronger and faster ones, flock to Crotalus. The rest of them, most sick, children, or elderly, Join Savut. There is some muttered disagreement and sighs of disappointment, but most of the people in the group follow Crotalus, say about 3200, the rest of them, a bit more than 8 hundred, are with Savut.
the sun is sinking below the horizon.
“Well, the division has been made. I will escort you all to my swamp, and Crotalus- I hope that our two groups are always at peace. In fact, I believe we should erect a monument to commemorate this moment.”
*Sorry this took so long.*
Crotalus stands up on top of the Hellhog, glad that a decision has been made. "I hope peace can be found between our people as well Savut. A monument would be an excellent way to make sure we remember to treat each other real nice like."
“Then let us craft it. Perhaps a crossbreed between two distinctive plants of our respective regions?”
"Hm, plants wither and die. We would have to grant them immortality, and that curse has a nasty habit of showing up in fruit."
“Then why not a massive obelisk of combined minerals from our individual realms?”
"Sounds mighty fine. I'll put in the red rocks, colored like dry blood, that are exposed when a river cuts deep into the earth."
After a while, the group of weary People have finally decided who they are going to follow. The leader of the group and around 3 quarters of the rest of them, including most of the stronger and faster ones, flock to Crotalus. The rest of them, most sick, children, or elderly, Join Savut. There is some muttered disagreement and sighs of disappointment, but most of the people in the group follow Crotalus, say about 3200, the rest of them, a bit more than 8 hundred, are with Savut.
the sun is sinking below the horizon.
“Well, the division has been made. I will escort you all to my swamp, and Crotalus- I hope that our two groups are always at peace. In fact, I believe we should erect a monument to commemorate this moment.”
*Sorry this took so long.*
Crotalus stands up on top of the Hellhog, glad that a decision has been made. "I hope peace can be found between our people as well Savut. A monument would be an excellent way to make sure we remember to treat each other real nice like."
“Then let us craft it. Perhaps a crossbreed between two distinctive plants of our respective regions?”
"Hm, plants wither and die. We would have to grant them immortality, and that curse has a nasty habit of showing up in fruit."
“Then why not a massive obelisk of combined minerals from our individual realms?”
"Sounds mighty fine. I'll put in the red rocks, colored like dry blood, that are exposed when a river cuts deep into the earth."
“I will contribute bog iron and peat, testaments to the age and history of every place in which they can be found.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
After a while, the group of weary People have finally decided who they are going to follow. The leader of the group and around 3 quarters of the rest of them, including most of the stronger and faster ones, flock to Crotalus. The rest of them, most sick, children, or elderly, Join Savut. There is some muttered disagreement and sighs of disappointment, but most of the people in the group follow Crotalus, say about 3200, the rest of them, a bit more than 8 hundred, are with Savut.
the sun is sinking below the horizon.
“Well, the division has been made. I will escort you all to my swamp, and Crotalus- I hope that our two groups are always at peace. In fact, I believe we should erect a monument to commemorate this moment.”
*Sorry this took so long.*
Crotalus stands up on top of the Hellhog, glad that a decision has been made. "I hope peace can be found between our people as well Savut. A monument would be an excellent way to make sure we remember to treat each other real nice like."
“Then let us craft it. Perhaps a crossbreed between two distinctive plants of our respective regions?”
"Hm, plants wither and die. We would have to grant them immortality, and that curse has a nasty habit of showing up in fruit."
“Then why not a massive obelisk of combined minerals from our individual realms?”
"Sounds mighty fine. I'll put in the red rocks, colored like dry blood, that are exposed when a river cuts deep into the earth."
“I will contribute bog iron and peat, testaments to the age and history of every place in which they can be found.”
"Right. Well let's get to it." He steps forward and raises his skeletal arms. Out of the earth, a twisting column of pastel, dry, red stone curls up. It rises toward the sky, a solid, crimson monolith.
the rest are being consumed and hunted by Herionidus’ final creations, the gravediggers.
Herionidus is a god of death.
a dead god of death.
a murdered god of death.
Herionidus was destroyed. But he was murdered, and that sort of act isn’t simply forgotten by the world.
and so, on a hill full of wilted flowers, a single spot of muted color remains, the pale pink flowers adorned in the wooden crown of Dead Herionidus. That crown was present at The death of Herionidus, and it holds a grudge. All it needs is someone to help fulfill its goals.
Unnamed Greater will, level 1, Strife domain, Neutral evil, God of Murder.
Aria teleports to the scene of the murder. (Assuming the new god is still there)
”Well, you’ve made quite an impact, haven’t you?”
*just to be clear, this greater will is just Herionidus’ crown given sentience and power, if that wasn’t clear*
A voice echoes through the air towards Aria.
we would have continued to do so… if not for that wretched hive of insects…
She looks around. “I don’t see how some insects could prevent you from making more chaos.”
I did not cause this destruction, Herionidus and the Gravediggers did, as a result of the Swarm murdering the undying King. I was merely his crown, but the swarm, and all of those who work with them, must pay.
Aria teleports to the scene of the murder. (Assuming the new god is still there)
”Well, you’ve made quite an impact, haven’t you?”
*just to be clear, this greater will is just Herionidus’ crown given sentience and power, if that wasn’t clear*
A voice echoes through the air towards Aria.
we would have continued to do so… if not for that wretched hive of insects…
She looks around. “I don’t see how some insects could prevent you from making more chaos.”
I did not cause this destruction, Herionidus and the Gravediggers did, as a result of the Swarm murdering the undying King. I was merely his crown, but the swarm, and all of those who work with them, must pay.
“I’ll tell you if I see them, but what’s left of my inner circle really needs me right now. See you around.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
a newborn appears in the midst of a group of humans
it is a demon, an infant which guzzled on the collapsing timestream of the old world. domain: luck
*chica, I guess*
That group of humans is a group that managed to escape the Red Festival (vampires were created, god of the afterlife died and tons of people are trapped in a magic valley) and are currently trying to survive in the mostly empty wasteland, though plants are starting to sprout and rain does fall occasionally, it’ll take years before life spreads to this world completely.
Hurricane force winds bombard the Twilight Swamp for exactly 32 seconds, then dissipate.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“How odd.” She slithers from her manor to the edge of the domain. “What could be the cause of this?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*roll arcana*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
18
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They came from a ritual on a grassy field several miles away
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“Well, that could be worse. At least it’s not close to here.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hm, plants wither and die. We would have to grant them immortality, and that curse has a nasty habit of showing up in fruit."
“Then why not a massive obelisk of combined minerals from our individual realms?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Sounds mighty fine. I'll put in the red rocks, colored like dry blood, that are exposed when a river cuts deep into the earth."
“I will contribute bog iron and peat, testaments to the age and history of every place in which they can be found.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Right. Well let's get to it." He steps forward and raises his skeletal arms. Out of the earth, a twisting column of pastel, dry, red stone curls up. It rises toward the sky, a solid, crimson monolith.
Herionidus is dead.
many of his followers have fled his valley.
the rest are being consumed and hunted by Herionidus’ final creations, the gravediggers.
Herionidus is a god of death.
a dead god of death.
a murdered god of death.
Herionidus was destroyed. But he was murdered, and that sort of act isn’t simply forgotten by the world.
and so, on a hill full of wilted flowers, a single spot of muted color remains, the pale pink flowers adorned in the wooden crown of Dead Herionidus. That crown was present at The death of Herionidus, and it holds a grudge. All it needs is someone to help fulfill its goals.
Unnamed Greater will, level 1, Strife domain, Neutral evil, God of Murder.
Aria teleports to the scene of the murder. (Assuming the new god is still there)
”Well, you’ve made quite an impact, haven’t you?”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*just to be clear, this greater will is just Herionidus’ crown given sentience and power, if that wasn’t clear*
A voice echoes through the air towards Aria.
we would have continued to do so… if not for that wretched hive of insects…
She looks around. “I don’t see how some insects could prevent you from making more chaos.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
I did not cause this destruction, Herionidus and the Gravediggers did, as a result of the Swarm murdering the undying King. I was merely his crown, but the swarm, and all of those who work with them, must pay.
“I’ll tell you if I see them, but what’s left of my inner circle really needs me right now. See you around.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
a newborn appears in the midst of a group of humans
it is a demon, an infant which guzzled on the collapsing timestream of the old world. domain: luck
*chica, I guess*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
That group of humans is a group that managed to escape the Red Festival (vampires were created, god of the afterlife died and tons of people are trapped in a magic valley) and are currently trying to survive in the mostly empty wasteland, though plants are starting to sprout and rain does fall occasionally, it’ll take years before life spreads to this world completely.
one of the humans picks up the baby, confused.
”where did it come from…”
Crotalus has led his new people out to the desert to establish their society.