They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
The mass pauses and seems to acknowledge it’s presence, but it doesn’t answer and continues along.
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
The mass pauses and seems to acknowledge it’s presence, but it doesn’t answer and continues along.
The Emperor ponders this before sprinting past them, reaching the top of the wall and looking back down.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
The mass pauses and seems to acknowledge it’s presence, but it doesn’t answer and continues along.
The Emperor ponders this before sprinting past them, reaching the top of the wall and looking back down.
Slowly, the central mass manages to scale the wall as well, and starts making its way towards the exit, where the cliffs aren’t as high and could more easily be climbed and passed through. Slowly, slowly.
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
The mass pauses and seems to acknowledge it’s presence, but it doesn’t answer and continues along.
The Emperor ponders this before sprinting past them, reaching the top of the wall and looking back down.
Slowly, the central mass manages to scale the wall as well, and starts making its way towards the exit, where the cliffs aren’t as high and could more easily be climbed and passed through. Slowly, slowly.
Seeing where the creature is heading, the Emperor charges up a powerful lightning bolt before unleashing it, blasting the cliffs to create an opening that will be much easier to climb over as the various rock piles create better traction.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
The mass pauses and seems to acknowledge it’s presence, but it doesn’t answer and continues along.
The Emperor ponders this before sprinting past them, reaching the top of the wall and looking back down.
Slowly, the central mass manages to scale the wall as well, and starts making its way towards the exit, where the cliffs aren’t as high and could more easily be climbed and passed through. Slowly, slowly.
Seeing where the creature is heading, the Emperor charges up a powerful lightning bolt before unleashing it, blasting the cliffs to create an opening that will be much easier to climb over as the various rock piles create better traction.
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
“Hm….I didn’t think….this vessel would even register the smell of food….fascinating….”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
“Hm….I didn’t think….this vessel would even register the smell of food….fascinating….”
Eventually, even some of the central group of rats break away from the group, around half of them. They’re going to be traveling for a while.
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
“Hm….I didn’t think….this vessel would even register the smell of food….fascinating….”
Eventually, even some of the central group of rats break away from the group, around half of them. They’re going to be traveling for a while.
The Emperor follows without issue, being made of lightning, and buckles up for a long ride.
*Aw, a boy and his rat swarm on a road trip*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
“Hm….I didn’t think….this vessel would even register the smell of food….fascinating….”
Eventually, even some of the central group of rats break away from the group, around half of them. They’re going to be traveling for a while.
The Emperor follows without issue, being made of lightning, and buckles up for a long ride.
*Aw, a boy and his rat swarm on a road trip*
*I have to go now so I’ll be back later but aawwwwww*
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
“Hm….I didn’t think….this vessel would even register the smell of food….fascinating….”
Eventually, even some of the central group of rats break away from the group, around half of them. They’re going to be traveling for a while.
The Emperor follows without issue, being made of lightning, and buckles up for a long ride.
*Aw, a boy and his rat swarm on a road trip*
*I have to go now so I’ll be back later but aawwwwww*
*Alright, 👋 *
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak has been growing her undead collective, gathering the lost souls her minions encounter and gifting them with peaceful unlife. While the humans that first began revering were at initially nervous of these new undead creatures, the living and undead within the Night Walkers live together harmoniously, and many of the living have even dabbled with infusing themself with the magic of necromancy to become more like their undead brethren.
Mephilia continues to expand and strengthen her domain, having founded the Orium Institute. This collection of Lore Bards, Scribe Wizards, and Knowledge Clerics oversee the general schools and specialized academies of learning within the Kingdom of Duality. They also oversee all manner of academic research and archeological expeditions and field work.
Xezithic feels the energies of the world invigorate it as it lies dormant. As its aspect, the Emperor, continues to follow the mass of rats, it looks to the sky and takes in a deep breath as they feel more power course through itself, invigorating it more.
*Everyone gets another 100 power points. Just two more days and Volumdremaak will be level 2*
Aemulus’ disguised form slithers through the city, pretending to explore while they are really scouting out the perfect victim to become their avatar…
the mass of rats shrinks smaller still, to half their size again. The lead rat is still not visible. It stops for a few moments to rest, as it spreads out a bit and feasts on grasses and roots near the river.
the crown of Slaughter’s mind drifts through The desert.
the corrosive crows are flocking around, feasting, and doing crow things. The one with three eyes has gotten slightly spindlier and larger, it’s beak becoming more hooked and longer. It’s serrated tongue licks it’s feathers and spreads it’s acidic saliva across it as a defense against intruders and predators.
Aemulus’ disguised form slithers through the city, pretending to explore while they are really scouting out the perfect victim to become their avatar…
the mass of rats shrinks smaller still, to half their size again. The lead rat is still not visible. It stops for a few moments to rest, as it spreads out a bit and feasts on grasses and roots near the river.
the crown of Slaughter’s mind drifts through The desert.
the corrosive crows are flocking around, feasting, and doing crow things. The one with three eyes has gotten slightly spindlier and larger, it’s beak becoming more hooked and longer. It’s serrated tongue licks it’s feathers and spreads it’s acidic saliva across it as a defense against intruders and predators.
The Emperor keeps an eye out in this new environment as the rats rest, gentle rain falling around them.
Volumdremaak continues to monitor the crow's mutations and behaviors as she has begun preparing for a ritual with her cultist that will help focus her growing power into a new domain she will hold dominion over.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*most people nearby would be behind the wall so it’s sort of hard to tell, but for the most part they just seem to be trying to scale the wall*
Growing more curious, the Emperor runs over to the wall, before it begins to run up it after the rats.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
They don’t bite or claw or even pay him any mind, completely focused on getting over the wall.
“What are you….” It asks as it continues to follow, directing its question the central mass housing the presence.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The mass pauses and seems to acknowledge it’s presence, but it doesn’t answer and continues along.
The Emperor ponders this before sprinting past them, reaching the top of the wall and looking back down.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Slowly, the central mass manages to scale the wall as well, and starts making its way towards the exit, where the cliffs aren’t as high and could more easily be climbed and passed through. Slowly, slowly.
Seeing where the creature is heading, the Emperor charges up a powerful lightning bolt before unleashing it, blasting the cliffs to create an opening that will be much easier to climb over as the various rock piles create better traction.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Quickly, the swarm scales the opening and makes their way out of the valley. Minutes after they scale the wall, they disperse into the grasslands, the horde falling apart besides say 100 that made up the central mass, including the main one. That group begins to head into the distance, in the general direction of the city of order.
Curios as to where this swarm is heading, and having not yet explored any place outside the Valley, the Emperor decides to continue following the rat masses, sprinting until it catches up before matching its speed.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The one hundred rats follow the River Herionidus’ bank to where it flows, which will eventually bring them to the City. But for now, they seem to be following a scent trail. Sickeningly sweet, irresistible. Better than anything the emperor has ever or will ever smell/taste.
“Hm….I didn’t think….this vessel would even register the smell of food….fascinating….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Eventually, even some of the central group of rats break away from the group, around half of them. They’re going to be traveling for a while.
The Emperor follows without issue, being made of lightning, and buckles up for a long ride.
*Aw, a boy and his rat swarm on a road trip*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*I have to go now so I’ll be back later but aawwwwww*
*Alright, 👋 *
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Savut is deliberating with the Herionidians while her soldiers stand guard around the area.
Balatro is existing in a limbo state because I don’t know how the fight ended, if it ended at all.
Dvela is drifting…
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Volumdremaak has been growing her undead collective, gathering the lost souls her minions encounter and gifting them with peaceful unlife. While the humans that first began revering were at initially nervous of these new undead creatures, the living and undead within the Night Walkers live together harmoniously, and many of the living have even dabbled with infusing themself with the magic of necromancy to become more like their undead brethren.
Mephilia continues to expand and strengthen her domain, having founded the Orium Institute. This collection of Lore Bards, Scribe Wizards, and Knowledge Clerics oversee the general schools and specialized academies of learning within the Kingdom of Duality. They also oversee all manner of academic research and archeological expeditions and field work.
Xezithic feels the energies of the world invigorate it as it lies dormant. As its aspect, the Emperor, continues to follow the mass of rats, it looks to the sky and takes in a deep breath as they feel more power course through itself, invigorating it more.
*Everyone gets another 100 power points. Just two more days and Volumdremaak will be level 2*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Aemulus’ disguised form slithers through the city, pretending to explore while they are really scouting out the perfect victim to become their avatar…
the mass of rats shrinks smaller still, to half their size again. The lead rat is still not visible. It stops for a few moments to rest, as it spreads out a bit and feasts on grasses and roots near the river.
the crown of Slaughter’s mind drifts through The desert.
the corrosive crows are flocking around, feasting, and doing crow things. The one with three eyes has gotten slightly spindlier and larger, it’s beak becoming more hooked and longer. It’s serrated tongue licks it’s feathers and spreads it’s acidic saliva across it as a defense against intruders and predators.
The Emperor keeps an eye out in this new environment as the rats rest, gentle rain falling around them.
Volumdremaak continues to monitor the crow's mutations and behaviors as she has begun preparing for a ritual with her cultist that will help focus her growing power into a new domain she will hold dominion over.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills