*hello! So I was wondering, because I haven’t really done anything on this thread other then make my character and stuff, can we make a recap of everything that’s been happening on the thread recently, so I know what’s happening?*
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Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
*hello! So I was wondering, because I haven’t really done anything on this thread other then make my character and stuff, can we make a recap of everything that’s been happening on the thread recently, so I know what’s happening?*
*the five members of order mythos vs chaotic deities, Macchino vs the Swarm, Crown of Herionidus, and smaller arcs with neutral deities. I haven’t been super attentive to everything sadly*
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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.
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
Aemulus is nearing the gates of the underworld, a cloud of noxious gas forming above it and slowly pouring into the sky of the surface world, a sickly green and dark grayish purples, killing any life it touches. A bird flies through the poison gas and falls dead immediately, dropping out of the sky.
the monster crows continue to spread out throughout the city of order, their beaks sharper and stronger Than they were just days before, and they line their feathers with their putrid saliva, giving them a greenish tint to the tips of their feathers. It smells horrible.
I see. If Crotalus is indeed up to something it is not my place to disclose that, as he is now the king that succeeded Herionidus, and it is simply against my nature to betray my former bearer’s legacy. I will neither confirm nor deny he is seeking to cause chaos within your walls.
"When he returns from what he is doing, ask him to meet with me here."
I will. But first, I may ask, what has changed since Herionidus died? I only recollect events from before then and am mostly unaware of present events anywhere but the desert.
He thinks for a second. "First off, Faltros was banished from this realm, and if he shows his face again near civilization he shall be wiped off of the face of the Earth. The Godless Ones have been spared, as they realized Faltros was merely using them as pawns. Second, the Swarm has become an Overgod. Third, Herionidus's valley has been overrun by blood sucking creatures, and overall strange occurrences are happening in general."
*Here*
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
The people of the slightly overgrown superstructure have came to a mutual decision. They decided it might be good to get to know other groups of people nearby, and have dispatched a small company of merchants to head to the City of Order to hopefully establish a trade route, and good relations.
Some of the obvious things they bring with them are exotic plants with unique features, and large reptilian eggs.
They come across guards, protecting and marching around the city. One stops to meet the traders. "Who may you be?"
"Merchants, but also gift-bringers! We come from our home above the river, SR City. We have been living quite secluded for the past couple years of our current existence, and decided it was best to reach out to nearby peoples and establish good relations. We are also following the great Computer's advice, to meet new people."
Some of them step forward and present gifts, including seeds of the plants mentioned earlier, the eggs (in small wooden and metal incubators), golden-threaded scarfs and turbans, and their unique extremely lightweight spears. All as peace/friendship offerings.
They discuss among themselves for a second. "Very well. You may pass. Cogintius is currently away on other business, so you shall speak to either the elders or another member of the Mythos of Order."
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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
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
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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.
The Swarm is writing a letter on an impossibly long scroll of seamless humanoid skin, threatening Macchino with annihilation if he doesn't leave this world.
A devil approaches the Swarm, holding some sort of parchment.
A very tall humanoid figure blocks their path, wearing armor of bone and skin, and holding a long bone pike.
"Halt! State your name and business."
"Do not attack me. I am merely a messenger." The devil speaks in a raspy voice. He holds up the parchment. "My master wishes to contact the Swarm."
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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
I see. If Crotalus is indeed up to something it is not my place to disclose that, as he is now the king that succeeded Herionidus, and it is simply against my nature to betray my former bearer’s legacy. I will neither confirm nor deny he is seeking to cause chaos within your walls.
"When he returns from what he is doing, ask him to meet with me here."
I will. But first, I may ask, what has changed since Herionidus died? I only recollect events from before then and am mostly unaware of present events anywhere but the desert.
He thinks for a second. "First off, Faltros was banished from this realm, and if he shows his face again near civilization he shall be wiped off of the face of the Earth. The Godless Ones have been spared, as they realized Faltros was merely using them as pawns. Second, the Swarm has become an Overgod. Third, Herionidus's valley has been overrun by blood sucking creatures, and overall strange occurrences are happening in general."
*Here*
I had been vaguely aware of the events at the Valley of Herionidus… but the swarm is an Overgod? Is that what happened after Herionidus died? The swarm took their place…
I see. If Crotalus is indeed up to something it is not my place to disclose that, as he is now the king that succeeded Herionidus, and it is simply against my nature to betray my former bearer’s legacy. I will neither confirm nor deny he is seeking to cause chaos within your walls.
"When he returns from what he is doing, ask him to meet with me here."
I will. But first, I may ask, what has changed since Herionidus died? I only recollect events from before then and am mostly unaware of present events anywhere but the desert.
He thinks for a second. "First off, Faltros was banished from this realm, and if he shows his face again near civilization he shall be wiped off of the face of the Earth. The Godless Ones have been spared, as they realized Faltros was merely using them as pawns. Second, the Swarm has become an Overgod. Third, Herionidus's valley has been overrun by blood sucking creatures, and overall strange occurrences are happening in general."
*Here*
I had been vaguely aware of the events at the Valley of Herionidus… but the swarm is an Overgod? Is that what happened after Herionidus died? The swarm took their place…
"Yes, they did."
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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
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
The sun has almost risen, and they notice the six shadowy, robed figures of the Gravediggers all meeting up at the tree of Herionidus, which is an enormous, hundred foot tall withered tree that is only just starting to bloom with life again. It has a few white and pink flowers, and a couple of dark green leaves growing in clusters. Nestled in its giant roots is a tunnel leading to below the tree, but it’s too dark to make out details. There are, say, 10 large groups of people in the giant Valley that have set up defended camps. Of all the people in the valley, around half are in these camps. The others are scattered throughout, hiding in clusters of bushes and trees or in small cave openings or by the raging river.
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
The sun has almost risen, and they notice the six shadowy, robed figures of the Gravediggers all meeting up at the tree of Herionidus, which is an enormous, hundred foot tall withered tree that is only just starting to bloom with life again. It has a few white and pink flowers, and a couple of dark green leaves growing in clusters. Nestled in its giant roots is a tunnel leading to below the tree, but it’s too dark to make out details. There are, say, 10 large groups of people in the giant Valley that have set up defended camps. Of all the people in the valley, around half are in these camps. The others are scattered throughout, hiding in clusters of bushes and trees or in small cave openings or by the raging river.
The sergeant motions for the soldiers to split up. Half head in the direction of the nearest camp, and the other make for the Tree.
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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.
I see. If Crotalus is indeed up to something it is not my place to disclose that, as he is now the king that succeeded Herionidus, and it is simply against my nature to betray my former bearer’s legacy. I will neither confirm nor deny he is seeking to cause chaos within your walls.
"When he returns from what he is doing, ask him to meet with me here."
I will. But first, I may ask, what has changed since Herionidus died? I only recollect events from before then and am mostly unaware of present events anywhere but the desert.
He thinks for a second. "First off, Faltros was banished from this realm, and if he shows his face again near civilization he shall be wiped off of the face of the Earth. The Godless Ones have been spared, as they realized Faltros was merely using them as pawns. Second, the Swarm has become an Overgod. Third, Herionidus's valley has been overrun by blood sucking creatures, and overall strange occurrences are happening in general."
*Here*
I had been vaguely aware of the events at the Valley of Herionidus… but the swarm is an Overgod? Is that what happened after Herionidus died? The swarm took their place…
"Yes, they did."
I see… why not just have killed Faltros when you had the chance?
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
The sun has almost risen, and they notice the six shadowy, robed figures of the Gravediggers all meeting up at the tree of Herionidus, which is an enormous, hundred foot tall withered tree that is only just starting to bloom with life again. It has a few white and pink flowers, and a couple of dark green leaves growing in clusters. Nestled in its giant roots is a tunnel leading to below the tree, but it’s too dark to make out details. There are, say, 10 large groups of people in the giant Valley that have set up defended camps. Of all the people in the valley, around half are in these camps. The others are scattered throughout, hiding in clusters of bushes and trees or in small cave openings or by the raging river.
The sergeant motions for the soldiers to split up. Half head in the direction of the nearest camp, and the other make for the Tree.
The nearest camp is on the smaller side of them, and is situated around a small grove of trees, some dead and some living.
the soldiers heading for the tree see the six gravediggers walk into the tunnel underneath the tree and into the darkness. One of them, the last one, looks back quickly from the tunnel to see if they are being followed. Make a stealth check.
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
The sun has almost risen, and they notice the six shadowy, robed figures of the Gravediggers all meeting up at the tree of Herionidus, which is an enormous, hundred foot tall withered tree that is only just starting to bloom with life again. It has a few white and pink flowers, and a couple of dark green leaves growing in clusters. Nestled in its giant roots is a tunnel leading to below the tree, but it’s too dark to make out details. There are, say, 10 large groups of people in the giant Valley that have set up defended camps. Of all the people in the valley, around half are in these camps. The others are scattered throughout, hiding in clusters of bushes and trees or in small cave openings or by the raging river.
The sergeant motions for the soldiers to split up. Half head in the direction of the nearest camp, and the other make for the Tree.
The nearest camp is on the smaller side of them, and is situated around a small grove of trees, some dead and some living.
the soldiers heading for the tree see the six gravediggers walk into the tunnel underneath the tree and into the darkness. One of them, the last one, looks back quickly from the tunnel to see if they are being followed. Make a stealth check.
The yuan-ti approach the camp. Their leader hails the humans. “We come bearing arms in alliance.”
Stealth: 2021913246
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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.
I see. If Crotalus is indeed up to something it is not my place to disclose that, as he is now the king that succeeded Herionidus, and it is simply against my nature to betray my former bearer’s legacy. I will neither confirm nor deny he is seeking to cause chaos within your walls.
"When he returns from what he is doing, ask him to meet with me here."
I will. But first, I may ask, what has changed since Herionidus died? I only recollect events from before then and am mostly unaware of present events anywhere but the desert.
He thinks for a second. "First off, Faltros was banished from this realm, and if he shows his face again near civilization he shall be wiped off of the face of the Earth. The Godless Ones have been spared, as they realized Faltros was merely using them as pawns. Second, the Swarm has become an Overgod. Third, Herionidus's valley has been overrun by blood sucking creatures, and overall strange occurrences are happening in general."
*Here*
I had been vaguely aware of the events at the Valley of Herionidus… but the swarm is an Overgod? Is that what happened after Herionidus died? The swarm took their place…
"Yes, they did."
I see… why not just have killed Faltros when you had the chance?
"He had been defeated. I figured that he had been shown we could easily strike him down, and that if he was banished he would not interfere. Unless if he is causing the troubles in the city occuring now, my theory was correct as far as I'm aware. (It's not. But Cog doesn't know that.) Additionally, I figured that if I were to kill him, I would be no better then him."
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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
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
The sun has almost risen, and they notice the six shadowy, robed figures of the Gravediggers all meeting up at the tree of Herionidus, which is an enormous, hundred foot tall withered tree that is only just starting to bloom with life again. It has a few white and pink flowers, and a couple of dark green leaves growing in clusters. Nestled in its giant roots is a tunnel leading to below the tree, but it’s too dark to make out details. There are, say, 10 large groups of people in the giant Valley that have set up defended camps. Of all the people in the valley, around half are in these camps. The others are scattered throughout, hiding in clusters of bushes and trees or in small cave openings or by the raging river.
The sergeant motions for the soldiers to split up. Half head in the direction of the nearest camp, and the other make for the Tree.
The nearest camp is on the smaller side of them, and is situated around a small grove of trees, some dead and some living.
the soldiers heading for the tree see the six gravediggers walk into the tunnel underneath the tree and into the darkness. One of them, the last one, looks back quickly from the tunnel to see if they are being followed. Make a stealth check.
The yuan-ti approach the camp. Their leader hails the humans. “We come bearing arms in alliance.”
Stealth: 211688109
One of the guards at the wall looks towards them with confusion.
”Alliance? What? You want to help us?” The Yuan Ti also notice that all of the humans have bright violet eyes, a trait shared among all Herionidians.
all but the first two of the Yuan Ti are spotted by the gravedigger, who snarls and bares her bloodstained teeth. She yells into the crypt tunnel and slowly, two more of the gravediggers emerge, the two following the first identical to each other, but mirrored, having the same scar across their eye but on different sides of the face. They stay just outside the crypt and don’t move, just watching for now.
The people of the slightly overgrown superstructure have came to a mutual decision. They decided it might be good to get to know other groups of people nearby, and have dispatched a small company of merchants to head to the City of Order to hopefully establish a trade route, and good relations.
Some of the obvious things they bring with them are exotic plants with unique features, and large reptilian eggs.
They come across guards, protecting and marching around the city. One stops to meet the traders. "Who may you be?"
"Merchants, but also gift-bringers! We come from our home above the river, SR City. We have been living quite secluded for the past couple years of our current existence, and decided it was best to reach out to nearby peoples and establish good relations. We are also following the great Computer's advice, to meet new people."
Some of them step forward and present gifts, including seeds of the plants mentioned earlier, the eggs (in small wooden and metal incubators), golden-threaded scarfs and turbans, and their unique extremely lightweight spears. All as peace/friendship offerings.
They discuss among themselves for a second. "Very well. You may pass. Cogintius is currently away on other business, so you shall speak to either the elders or another member of the Mythos of Order."
They seem satisfied with this. "We would love the opportunity to meet the elders, yes. Many thanks. How could we find an audience with them?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*hello! So I was wondering, because I haven’t really done anything on this thread other then make my character and stuff, can we make a recap of everything that’s been happening on the thread recently, so I know what’s happening?*
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*the five members of order mythos vs chaotic deities, Macchino vs the Swarm, Crown of Herionidus, and smaller arcs with neutral deities. I haven’t been super attentive to everything sadly*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hello*
*sup*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
One of the Vampires from the Red Festival has made significant progress scaling the cliffs, making it nearly halfway up. But Dawn draws nearer and so it must flee back to its crypt until it can continue the next night. Some of the thousands of humans trapped in the Festival’s walls have set up large camps with wooden walls and defenses, fiery torches lighting the entire way around the wall. The weak and sick stay at the center, while the others who are more able bodied stay near the edges as guards. They just need to hope that their defenses can last for the night. During the day, they repair and tend to the sick.
Aemulus is nearing the gates of the underworld, a cloud of noxious gas forming above it and slowly pouring into the sky of the surface world, a sickly green and dark grayish purples, killing any life it touches. A bird flies through the poison gas and falls dead immediately, dropping out of the sky.
the monster crows continue to spread out throughout the city of order, their beaks sharper and stronger Than they were just days before, and they line their feathers with their putrid saliva, giving them a greenish tint to the tips of their feathers. It smells horrible.
Cogintius is speaking with the Crown of Slaughter. *Give me a sec to find the most recent post*
Faltros is speaking with some of the Warlocks, who have returned and found nothing.
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
*Here*
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
They discuss among themselves for a second. "Very well. You may pass. Cogintius is currently away on other business, so you shall speak to either the elders or another member of the Mythos of Order."
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
A small squadron of yuan-ti with strange lashed armor and harpoons stake out the edge of the Festival.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Do not attack me. I am merely a messenger." The devil speaks in a raspy voice. He holds up the parchment. "My master wishes to contact the Swarm."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
I had been vaguely aware of the events at the Valley of Herionidus… but the swarm is an Overgod? Is that what happened after Herionidus died? The swarm took their place…
"Yes, they did."
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 sun has almost risen, and they notice the six shadowy, robed figures of the Gravediggers all meeting up at the tree of Herionidus, which is an enormous, hundred foot tall withered tree that is only just starting to bloom with life again. It has a few white and pink flowers, and a couple of dark green leaves growing in clusters. Nestled in its giant roots is a tunnel leading to below the tree, but it’s too dark to make out details. There are, say, 10 large groups of people in the giant Valley that have set up defended camps. Of all the people in the valley, around half are in these camps. The others are scattered throughout, hiding in clusters of bushes and trees or in small cave openings or by the raging river.
The sergeant motions for the soldiers to split up. Half head in the direction of the nearest camp, and the other make for the Tree.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I see… why not just have killed Faltros when you had the chance?
The nearest camp is on the smaller side of them, and is situated around a small grove of trees, some dead and some living.
the soldiers heading for the tree see the six gravediggers walk into the tunnel underneath the tree and into the darkness. One of them, the last one, looks back quickly from the tunnel to see if they are being followed. Make a stealth check.
The yuan-ti approach the camp. Their leader hails the humans. “We come bearing arms in alliance.”
Stealth: 20 21 9 13 24 6
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"He had been defeated. I figured that he had been shown we could easily strike him down, and that if he was banished he would not interfere. Unless if he is causing the troubles in the city occuring now, my theory was correct as far as I'm aware. (It's not. But Cog doesn't know that.) Additionally, I figured that if I were to kill him, I would be no better then him."
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
One of the guards at the wall looks towards them with confusion.
”Alliance? What? You want to help us?” The Yuan Ti also notice that all of the humans have bright violet eyes, a trait shared among all Herionidians.
all but the first two of the Yuan Ti are spotted by the gravedigger, who snarls and bares her bloodstained teeth. She yells into the crypt tunnel and slowly, two more of the gravediggers emerge, the two following the first identical to each other, but mirrored, having the same scar across their eye but on different sides of the face. They stay just outside the crypt and don’t move, just watching for now.
They seem satisfied with this. "We would love the opportunity to meet the elders, yes. Many thanks. How could we find an audience with them?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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