okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
okhmus has taken his pack-pride and decided to hunt the hunters (the vampires)
As soon as a single one of them notices them, they all retreat to their crypt beneath the roots of dead Herionidus’ tree.
okhmus and the rest follow them
A few hundred feet outside the crypt, they see a rotting corpse, drained of most of their blood, missing their head, with a bloody message written on a rock next to their corpse.
Do You Disrespect Herionidus?
okhmus roars:
NO
One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
YOU CAUSED IT
she pauses, frowning.
”and how did I do that?”
KILLED. TOOK.
“Took what?” She snarls.
*the whole thing did happen, right?*
POWER. LIFE.
*what whole thing? The priests took The deathbloom but Herionidus gave it to them, discussing it with them beforehand*
”he gave those things to us as a final parting gift to humanity. We will bless the world with his hospitality!”
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
*To clear any confusion, Nurgul's 'gifts' are diseases. His chosen warriors are basically huge, diseased zombies wearing plate armour, carrying martial weapons and having a large degree of intelligence (for zombies).*
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
*To clear doubt, Nurgul's 'gifts' are diseases. His chosen warriors are basically huge, diseased zombies wearing plate armour, carrying martial weapons and having a large degree of intelligence (for zombies).*
*Nearly forgot. Nurgul selects Undeath as his second domain*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
"What is this?!" The god of plagues looks around, quickly raising about 50 ogre zombies and a couple hundred normal zombies around him.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
"What is this?!" The god of plagues looks around, quickly raising about 50 ogre zombies and a couple hundred normal zombies around him.
One of the clones waves a hand and the clones are turned to nothing. Then one walks forward to confront Nurgul "State your business."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
"What is this?!" The god of plagues looks around, quickly raising about 50 ogre zombies and a couple hundred normal zombies around him.
One of the clones waves a hand and the clones are turned to nothing. Then one walks forward to confront Nurgul "State your business."
Nurgul walks through the zombies. "Happy Chaos." He pauses a bit. "I am spreading my worship and my gifts. Isn't that what we gods do?"
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
"What is this?!" The god of plagues looks around, quickly raising about 50 ogre zombies and a couple hundred normal zombies around him.
One of the clones waves a hand and the clones are turned to nothing. Then one walks forward to confront Nurgul "State your business."
Nurgul walks through the zombies. "Happy Chaos." He pauses a bit. "I am spreading my worship and my gifts. Isn't that what we gods do?"
*Okay I was wrong Happy Chaos is rank three so his clones aren't somewhat see through.* "What do you mean by 'gifts' because some could see the zombies and assume the worst."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
"What is this?!" The god of plagues looks around, quickly raising about 50 ogre zombies and a couple hundred normal zombies around him.
One of the clones waves a hand and the clones are turned to nothing. Then one walks forward to confront Nurgul "State your business."
Nurgul walks through the zombies. "Happy Chaos." He pauses a bit. "I am spreading my worship and my gifts. Isn't that what we gods do?"
*Okay I was wrong Happy Chaos is rank three so his clones aren't somewhat see through.* "What do you mean by 'gifts' because some could see the zombies and assume the worst."
"What do you expect from a god of plagues and undeath? My diseases give my followers strength and endurance, and remove their need to sleep and eat and drink. They are gifts. Some of them even retain some intelligence!"
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
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One of the priests of the undying king crawls out of its crypt, a grim smile on its face and dark black eyes. It’s teeth are stained with blood.
”Then what are you doing, trying to end his final, most magnificent creation?” It says in a sweet as honey voice.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
”the most universally loved, benevolent god to ever grace this dark world, who, for your knowledge, is still worshipped after his untimely demise, disagrees.”
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
she pauses, frowning.
”and how did I do that?”
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“Took what?” She snarls.
*the whole thing did happen, right?*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*what whole thing? The priests took The deathbloom but Herionidus gave it to them, discussing it with them beforehand*
”he gave those things to us as a final parting gift to humanity. We will bless the world with his hospitality!”
Nurgul is at level 2! Time for him to go out and spread his 'gifts.'
He is doing exactly that. Near the city everyone is mentioning.
*To clear any confusion, Nurgul's 'gifts' are diseases. His chosen warriors are basically huge, diseased zombies wearing plate armour, carrying martial weapons and having a large degree of intelligence (for zombies).*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*I just realized that if you don’t use power points you can reach level 4 in a little over a month or so*
STEEL BALL RUN!
REACHING THE LINE DONT YOU TURN BACK NOW!
WE’RE GOING WEST TO EAST TO FIND THE STEEL BALL RUN!
*I have created a creature*
*This thing*
*One of the players in my upcoming campaign is being hunted by this thing*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Nearly forgot. Nurgul selects Undeath as his second domain*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Anybody?*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
He feels something move swiftly by his head. When he turns to see where it came from he see hundreds of Happy Chaos clones holding revolvers, all aimed at Nurgul.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"What is this?!" The god of plagues looks around, quickly raising about 50 ogre zombies and a couple hundred normal zombies around him.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
One of the clones waves a hand and the clones are turned to nothing. Then one walks forward to confront Nurgul "State your business."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Nurgul walks through the zombies. "Happy Chaos." He pauses a bit. "I am spreading my worship and my gifts. Isn't that what we gods do?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Okay I was wrong Happy Chaos is rank three so his clones aren't somewhat see through.* "What do you mean by 'gifts' because some could see the zombies and assume the worst."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"What do you expect from a god of plagues and undeath? My diseases give my followers strength and endurance, and remove their need to sleep and eat and drink. They are gifts. Some of them even retain some intelligence!"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.