*I’ll be back, working on the character sheet first.*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Zeon is in a stasis mode as Xezithic’s is bringing rain to the valley once more, the storm booming along with its haunting whale song like a eerie symphony. The River begins to swell again from the extra warm water that the poor mortals of the Valley can collect for themselves.
Volumdremaak shadowy void form is at the center of her domain, surrounded by her followers both dead and alive as they are chanting. Two humans stand before her, dressed in ceremonial black robes. One is a slender female with ashen skin, hair speckled between snowy white and void black, and eyes and ice blue. The other is a male, tall and imposing with jet black hair and piercing yellow eyes.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
As the clock strikes midnight, the ritual reaches its crescendo as Volumdremaak is infused with the pure power of necromantic energies, reaching the next level in her deistic evolution. Several of the simple undead that she had created have grown in power. Her little Shadow Pseudodragon that have served her loyally begin to convulse and change, transforming into Large Elder Shadow Drakes (CR 7, Tome of Beasts 1).
The two mortals that were kneeled in front of her seems to become wreath in darkness and necrotic magic, that seems to change them. The first to step forth is the ashen skinned woman, now more slender and ethereal looking as she is now draped in high priest robes and a regal crown shaped like a crown of dragon horns with many violet eyes. She is Aerialice, Shadow Domain Cleric and High Priest of the Gentle darkness. The man then steps out, having grown large black dragon horns and a black dragon tail, as patches of black scales cover parts of his body. He is wearing half plate mail and wielding an bladed arcane staff that will act as he weapon and implement. As his new power fills him, he roars out as shadows pool around him, creating a frightening illusion that the man has transformed a bipedal skeletal dragon make of darkness filled with many violet eyes. He is Leonardo Taverus. Undead Warlock and Champion of the Night Mother. With the ritual completed, Volumdremaak roars out, followed by the cheers and roars of her followers.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*psst, Archfey. I agreed to make that magic item for you. PM me.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*oh yes*
*I’ll be back, working on the character sheet first.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*alright!*
*Im about that have a lvl 2 Greater Will, I’m totes excited!! I’m making all the undead dragons now!*
"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
*fun!*
He usually does not keep visitors, but if you wish to speak to him, I can show you to his greenhouse
*Yep, I’ve also gotten partially done with Zeon’s stat block. Got most of his features, attributes and defenses, and a couple of basic attacks.*
"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
*nice! Someone asked if they could make a magic item for me and so now they’re making the true artifact for my soon to be god*
*Awesome, can’t wait to see it*
"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
Zeon is in a stasis mode as Xezithic’s is bringing rain to the valley once more, the storm booming along with its haunting whale song like a eerie symphony. The River begins to swell again from the extra warm water that the poor mortals of the Valley can collect for themselves.
Volumdremaak shadowy void form is at the center of her domain, surrounded by her followers both dead and alive as they are chanting. Two humans stand before her, dressed in ceremonial black robes. One is a slender female with ashen skin, hair speckled between snowy white and void black, and eyes and ice blue. The other is a male, tall and imposing with jet black hair and piercing yellow eyes.
"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
*hello!*
*Howdy Ho*
"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
*ello! How art thou?*
*good, just unwinding*
"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
*cool, I’m plotting evil schemes :>*
*Neat. schemes are always great, especially when they are evil flavored*
"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
*they’re my specialty, prepare for some chaos*
*Will do*
"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
*Midnight!!!*
As the clock strikes midnight, the ritual reaches its crescendo as Volumdremaak is infused with the pure power of necromantic energies, reaching the next level in her deistic evolution. Several of the simple undead that she had created have grown in power. Her little Shadow Pseudodragon that have served her loyally begin to convulse and change, transforming into Large Elder Shadow Drakes (CR 7, Tome of Beasts 1).
The two mortals that were kneeled in front of her seems to become wreath in darkness and necrotic magic, that seems to change them. The first to step forth is the ashen skinned woman, now more slender and ethereal looking as she is now draped in high priest robes and a regal crown shaped like a crown of dragon horns with many violet eyes. She is Aerialice, Shadow Domain Cleric and High Priest of the Gentle darkness. The man then steps out, having grown large black dragon horns and a black dragon tail, as patches of black scales cover parts of his body. He is wearing half plate mail and wielding an bladed arcane staff that will act as he weapon and implement. As his new power fills him, he roars out as shadows pool around him, creating a frightening illusion that the man has transformed a bipedal skeletal dragon make of darkness filled with many violet eyes. He is Leonardo Taverus. Undead Warlock and Champion of the Night Mother. With the ritual completed, Volumdremaak roars out, followed by the cheers and roars of her followers.
"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